Life is just a stairway, that leads to many floors
In a building called experience, with choices we call doors
Stepping with caution , afraid you might fall
With parents to guide you, like railings on the wall
Skipping steps, as travel to the top
Tripped by adolescence, you fall but never stop
Chasing your dreams, from floor to floor
When you find them, will you choose the right door?
No stairway is perfect, no two are just the same
Not all will lead to fortune, only some will lead to fame
In a building called experience, with choices we call doors
Stepping with caution , afraid you might fall
With parents to guide you, like railings on the wall
Skipping steps, as travel to the top
Tripped by adolescence, you fall but never stop
Chasing your dreams, from floor to floor
When you find them, will you choose the right door?
No stairway is perfect, no two are just the same
Not all will lead to fortune, only some will lead to fame
