Look at my life
How will it play out
Skip to the end
And let me rip a page out

Does it get better
Will I get it together

Up in the air
It's all uncertain
If you'd be so kind
As to pull back the curtain

And give me some answers
When will it stop

Peter take me home
Lock up my window
Won't you let me grow up
It's getting old being young

Peter let's move on
Put the book back where it belongs
There's no more pixie dust
It's getting old being young

The sky was blue
And now I"m finding
It's always cloudy
With no silver lining

Under the weather
I don't know any better

Cause I want out
I want the freedom
The man that I want to be
I want to meet him

He'll have the answers
When will it stop

Peter take me home
Lock up my window
Won't you let me grow up
It's getting old being young

Peter let's move on
Put the book back where it belongs
There's no more pixie dust
It's getting old being young

Look at my life
How will it play out
Does it get better
Skip to the end
And let me rip a page out
Will I get it together

Peter take me home
Lock up my window
Won't you let me grow up
It's getting old being young

Now Peter let's move on
Put the book back where it belongs
There's no more pixie dust
It's getting old being young

Peter take me home
Lock up my window
There's no more pixie dust
It's getting old being young