Verse
I don't wanna feel you
I don't wanna feel me
I just wanna see what I thought we would always see
Fake it till you make it
But how ya know you made it?
I just wanna play my guitar inside of a stadium
But time is moving fast now
And I feel I'm getting slower
And life is so much more now
And I'm feeling like a grown-up
Chorus
Maybe everything was just a fantasy
But I believe I can hear my son playing outside the front door
Oh, that's real
Oh, that's real
Giving up's an option I can never choose
Because of you
My son playing outside the front door
Oh-oh, yea-ea-ea-ea
Maybe everything was just a fantasy
But I believe I can hear my son playing outside the front door
Oh, that's real
Oh, that's real
Giving up's an option I can never choose
Because of you
My son playing outside the front door
Oh-oh, yea-ea-ea-ea
