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It feels like yesterday When my mom sat me down She said, son I guess it's about that time For you to move on You're getting old And I suppose This when The tears They start coming down Oh coming down Start to reminisce of the good ole' days Not a care, nor a worry, or a bit of pain Thoughts of growing up were very far away Run around town, listen to Pompeii And all of this time has been moving fast Got a be way not flip on past From the memories, we made in class Doesn't make sense why they can't last And a clear head Is all I ever really wanted I can't stop But think if I'm ready for it Coming soon Can't get enough of it Just feels like I'm diving on the deep end All of this time has been moving fast Got a be way not flip on past From the memories, we made in class Doesn't make sense why they can't last Makes me wanna scream and shout Wish I would've stopped and looked around I don't know where I'm going I just know I'm on my way A clear head Is all I ever really wanted I can't stop But think if I'm ready for it Coming soon Can't get enough of it Just feels like I'm diving on the deep end