I could get on a plane,
and scale the alps,
or scuba drive across The Great Barrier Reef.

I could push around a gondola,
learn to rope a steer from a cowboy,
or man a tuk tuk.

I could be painted a million different colours in India,
drink my weight in beer in Germany,
or pour out my heart into a notebook under the Eiffle tower.

I could do all of these thing, but my responsibilities would be waiting for me at home.
University, jobs, love, life. It would all be waiting, ready to turn me into an adult

So, let's keep moving , eh?

Maybe you'll realize
when your home crying so hard you can't breath

when your in bed staring at the ceiling not able to speak

when your higher than the eiffle tower and that's still not enough

when you miss a week of school and no one cares

when you don't get invited anywhere

when no one understands you but me

when your too drunk to even form a sentence

when he leaves you again without words to make yourself carry on

when your stuck between missing him and hating him

when you're left with no one to run to

Maybe then you'll realize

you would've had me