(Composição: Billie Joe Armstrong, Al Sobrante, Tré Cool, Mike Dirnt) Every night I dream the same dream Of getting older and older all the time I ask you now, what does this mean? Are these problems just in my mind? Things are easy when you're a child But now these pressures have dropped on my head The length I've gone are just long miles Would they be shorter if I were dead? Every time I look in my past I always wish I was there I wish my youth would forever last Why are these times so unfair? Look at my friends and see what they've done Ask myself why they've had to change I like them better when they were young Now all these times are rearranged I look down and stand there and cry Nothing ever will be the same The sun is rising, now I ask why? The clouds now fall and here comes the rain Every time I look in my past I always wish I was there I wish my youth would forever last Why are these times so unfair? Every night I dream the same dream Of getting older and older all the time I ask you now, what does this mean? Are these problems just in my mind? Things are easy when you're a child But now these pressures have dropped on my head The length I've gone are just long miles Would they be shorter if I were dead? Every time I look in my past I always wish I was there I wish my youth would forever last Why are these times so unfair?
