You always come up gold Without having been told Was I ever that young or was I always old You're trying on new fits I'm on the same old trip But you know I love it and I can't seem to quit If I could just stand still Is it my will Pulling me up this hill? Searching for something real Can we please back this up? Refill the paper cup Until we're all grown up And we have had enough If I could just stand still Is it my will Pulling me up this hill? Searching for something real If I could just stand still Is it my will Pulling me up this hill? Searching for something real Something real If I could just stand still Is it my will Pulling me up this hill? Searching for something real