Long Time Coming

I found some old clippings from stag magazines
 For a minute reliving all these crazy teenage dreams
 Of parties and liquor, dumping this red paint all over the town
 Moving a little quicker, and no girls ever turning me down
 But as we slowly age, our dreams slip away
 We all got to grow up some time
 Hold tight to this new one, hoping it's never done
 Don't wait for fate, we'll build our own signs
 Found an old year book from back in my teens
 And nailing down the look to be homecoming queen
 I'd go to med school, but a big house with a white picket fence
 A garden by the pool, and a list of the highest hitting friends
 But as we slowly age, our dreams slip away
 We all got to grow up some time
 Hold tight to this new one, hoping it's never done
 Don't hesitate we'll build our own signs
 God knows I'm trying, and I'm not the same as I was before
 So weak with goodbyes, don't want to see a note left by the door
 God knows I'm feeling it, but still scared as shit
 Of losing all that I adore
 And I won't ever quit, I'll keep chasing it
 We'll keep dreaming together some more
 Not on MTV, there's not charities named for me
 We're on the front porch swing, sharing a pitcher of sweet iced tea
 And all these simple things, and little dreams, are right where we're wanting to be