When I was barely eight years old,
My father told me something.
“Son, always hold onto your friends.
You'll never feel like you're alone,
If you can have a friend to turn to.
You will make it, 'cause they will be there for you.”

When I was fourteen years old,
My father told me something.
“Son, always hold onto your dreams.
You're never falling when you lean
Against a dream that will catch you.
And someday it will come true.”

And now I finally understand,
Now I can know what I've never known before.
That sometimes I don't quite understand,
But I'll keep trying.
Someday life will show me,
Someday life will show me more.

When I was twenty-one years old,
The songs I kept inside me,
Were played for everyone to hear.
I felt stronger than before,
I hope my music keeps you dreaming.
Cause your dreams are where you lean.

And now I finally understand,
Now I can know what I've never known before.
That sometimes I don't quite understand,
But I'll keep trying.
Someday life will show me,
Someday life will show me more.

And now I finally understand,
Now I can know what I've never known before.
That sometimes I don't quite understand,
But I'll keep trying.
Someday life will show me more.

And now I finally understand,
What I've never known before.
That sometimes I don't quite understand,
But I'll keep trying.
Someday life will show me,
Someday life will show me more.

When I was twenty-six years old,
The songs I kept inside me.