♪ And I stand up ♪
♪ At the major points of view,
they don't suit you anymore.
I stand up.
Lose your attitude,
it's not as useful as you thought when you were young.
The sun is aging,
the ground is aging,
the skin around your neck is aging too.
Julia,
oh Julia, where do the hours go?
Never thought a clock could run out,
but now I know
that I must be respectful to the days
I get to tag along.
I stand up.
You've earned your freedom,
learned your lessons,
paid for what you've done,
and you want more.
You need to matter,
make a difference,
make your presence count,
prove them wrong.
Julia,
oh Julia, where do the curtain fall?
Will you promise me a chance to make amends
and tell them all I know they view me as a sinner,
but my heart
is pure as hell.
Julia,
oh Julia,
where
do the hours go?
I never thought a clock could run out,
but now I know.
Julia,
oh Julia, why do I laugh to end?
Is joy an honest feeling, or do everyone pretend
I'm * enough to find the answer?
And until I do,
I'll be on my way.