I took an early ticket on a boat
It drifted farther than where I wanted to go
Distanced everything away from me
Now I'm stuck wondering when I'll be free
So open up all the scrapbooks that I'm in
Show me where I've got to be again
Sometimes in this crazy life we get carried away
With those little things that make us learn and burn
Generations change and people drift a part
But that don't change me morally
I may have fallen into the wrong crowd
But at the end of the day I'm still proud
So open up all the scrapbooks that I'm in
Show me where I've got to be again
Sometimes in this crazy life we get carried away
With those little things that make us learn and burn
So open up all the scrapbooks that I'm in
Show me where I've got to be again
Sometimes in this crazy life we get carried away
With those little things that make us learn and burn