As children, we grew up with big dreams
Our guardians were pure inspiration
As if they were the manuals to life themselves
Even I could not wait to grow up
Be like them, talk like them, know everything
Like I thought they did

Eventually, I really did start to grow up
I grew a mind of my own, independence
Things I learned started to become understood
The father I looked up to wasn't entirely good
Growing up does not mean following footsteps
My self needs to be sought with my own script.

At first, I did not know what to do with this
A newfound picture that did not fit my memories
or fit in with all our family films that were filled with...
Love

Thinking back, it was not hard to decide
what exactly I plan to do with this life
That same very Love that my father gave up
is the Love that I will never lose sight of.

Love comes easily to me, but even so, 
there's not one single Love I'd willingly let go
Even if I have not fully endured it, I will let it take me
because I have a dream, and I dream it passionately

My heart tugged at the sight of justice
Before my teen years even hit 
you would catch me with yet another book
It was Grisham himself who
romanticized the law practice
And I let him fool me until another fan,
a lawyer even, politely warned me away
if I was more interested in an exciting day

Here I am now, just sent in the mail to John Jay
was a wish for a job that would bring that exciting day
Forensic Psychology, who would have thought it
I really do trust it to be my calling
Nothing else quite reaches me inside

Hope I'm looking in the other direction
if ever you feel the need to stomp on my plan
since this ball is already rolling without any intention
to stop
Thomas the Choo Choo Train would be proud
Because I really do know I can

My qualms are not all answered,
but I believe these dreams, themselves,
are just other forms of
Love