Your future is your twenties when you’re in your teens
And everything is like the stuff of dreams
But the gauzy film real has gone away
Now that I’ve hit my thirties and okay
I’m trying to make sense of what they expect of me
Following a certain trajectory 
And it was fine when freedom was all I knew
Now there’s a new part of the equation, that’s you
And what do I build on and who do I try
To tell you the truth you’re a pretty swell guy
But I don’t know if I roll with the seasons
Losing leaves and reasons
To understand how we got to this point
I get offended while you roll a joint
And we make up what has driven us apart
I know that the both of us are full of heart
It’s just the smoke and mirrors of life
Have me wondering what’s it like to be wife
And have an alarm clock at the side of your bed
Wake up to everything they’ve said
And know when you say it what you really mean
You don’t have to be married to be a queen
But I think I’d like to interlock
My fingers with yours and tie the knot
And let all the pressure go slack
But I dunno if you want me back
In the evenings, in the dawn, in the twilight
I’d like to kick it with you, alright?