Have you walked down Blackwood St at night? It's actually alright Everyone's gone home to feed their kids And don't they grow up quick? No one walks their dogs round here no more They've all moved further north Those little things make you feel so sad The memories that don't last Like afternoons spent drawing in your room Or walking on the moon They're all ending so soon And Monday back to school Everyone I know is growing up In some kind of rush Good for them, but I don't think I'm done Being young and dumb Sitting in that restaurant on my own I can feel my patience running low With everyone I know But that don't mean I have to let it show You've gotta let it go And when I move on I just hope they know That they're not alone Why do I always just miss this train? I guess I'll just wait And I can feel the winter coming on Though it's not as strong anymore