I have been a lot like you, always knew
The answer to everything I ran into
I happened to change a bit, this is true,
While losing my grip on it, oh what is new
We should now decide where you wanna be
Twenty years from now
Try to break some ground
Don't grow up and be disappointed in yourself
The answer to everything, this is true
Your roots are the only thing we hang on to
Listen for a while, where you wanna go
Twenty years from now, try to break some ground
For you will be in my tree, sequoia
I was here before ya, for a while, a long, long while