Seventeen well you know what I mean, don't you?
A poor excuse for a human being
A pretty face that's so out of phase with you
Just out of place in this scene

What will you find
When you know your own mind?

I wish you well, my dear
I wish you well, have no fear
Your future self is here
And you're okay

Twenty one you're a
Smoking gun and you're
Pistol-whipped but you're having fun
Making noise, getting
Loud with the boys, and you
Just missed a date with your best friend Sigmond Freud

What will you find
When you know your own mind?

I wish you well, my dear
I wish you well, have no fear
Your future self is here
And you're okay

Now you're 24 and you don't know what's in store you can't predict the direction your bound
You keep on wanting more but you don't know what's behind that door so
You kick it down

Kick it down, my dear
Kick it down, have no fear
Your future self is here
And you're ok

I wish you well, my dear
I wish you well, have no fear
Your future self is here
And you're okay