The reason for all your complaintIs cause you wake up and it’s all the sameYou’d like to live the other way aroundWhen you grow up you start to careAbout pollution and the ozone layerYou’re sensitive to every sight and soundYou wonder why you’re so shyBelieve it’s never too late to tryStarfish, make a wishThe path of fame is made of every thoughtEvery dayOn track, don’t look backMaybe one day you will reach the sky and flyOn your wayThe reason why you’re at the seaIs cause you haven’t yet listened to meWe’re sick and tired of stories such as theseAnd now is the time to stand up straightForget about worries and debatesWithout trying you won’t know what you miss