I don't wonder anymore
'Where's my flying car?'
I'd be content just to hit the open road
I don't need another lesson
In the things I can't attain
I've reached the age of settling for 'ok'
Still I tell myself
I'll find myself
To the mirror every morning
What's a little lie caught between friends?
I couldn't take much more
The things I can't achieve
Looking in my eyes I can truly see
With a friend like this who needs an enemy?