| Song | 20 Going On... |
| Artist | Tsunami Bomb |
| Album | The Ultimate Escape |
| 作曲 : Tsunami Bomb, Whitehurst | |
| Tired at twenty years old | |
| memory collecting before his time | |
| recall, the old stompin' ground | |
| i see a tear welling up in his eye | |
| No, you can't cheat time | |
| don't let that control your life | |
| hold your breath, close your eyes | |
| just jump in, the water's fine | |
| These pleas, fall on deaf ears | |
| ears that were once tuned to truth | |
| a dated, washed up, old man | |
| has seen it all, nothing else for him to do | |
| No, you can't cheat time | |
| don't let that control your life | |
| goes over your head, look over your shoulder | |
| when you look back you're that much older | |
| (It slips away) | |
| Be what you're becoming | |
| (It slips away) | |
| and not who you were | |
| (It slips away) | |
| grab hold of the here and now while you still have the chance | |
| So are you giving up now? | |
| as for adventures you've had your fill | |
| who says you're over the hill? | |
| i think it was you, and you know very well | |
| No, you can't cheat time | |
| don't let that control your life | |
| goes over your head, look over your shoulder | |
| when you look back you're that much older | |
| (It slips away) | |
| Be what you're becoming | |
| (It slips away) | |
| and not who you were | |
| (It slips away) | |
| grab hold of the here and now while you still have the chance | |
| You're holding yourself back | |
| (Turn your face to the day) | |
| when you could be doing anything | |
| (Don't just dig your own grave) | |
| when will you trust yourself? | |
| (Take with you what you learn) | |
| the same as I do | |
| (Be yourself, not who you were) | |
| I want to see | |
| you use your capabilities | |
| build me an ocean, then destroy it with your own | |
| (It slips away) | |
| Be what you're becoming | |
| (It slips away) | |
| and not who you were | |
| (It slips away) | |
| grab hold of the here and now while you still have the chance |
| zuò qǔ : Tsunami Bomb, Whitehurst | |
| Tired at twenty years old | |
| memory collecting before his time | |
| recall, the old stompin' ground | |
| i see a tear welling up in his eye | |
| No, you can' t cheat time | |
| don' t let that control your life | |
| hold your breath, close your eyes | |
| just jump in, the water' s fine | |
| These pleas, fall on deaf ears | |
| ears that were once tuned to truth | |
| a dated, washed up, old man | |
| has seen it all, nothing else for him to do | |
| No, you can' t cheat time | |
| don' t let that control your life | |
| goes over your head, look over your shoulder | |
| when you look back you' re that much older | |
| It slips away | |
| Be what you' re becoming | |
| It slips away | |
| and not who you were | |
| It slips away | |
| grab hold of the here and now while you still have the chance | |
| So are you giving up now? | |
| as for adventures you' ve had your fill | |
| who says you' re over the hill? | |
| i think it was you, and you know very well | |
| No, you can' t cheat time | |
| don' t let that control your life | |
| goes over your head, look over your shoulder | |
| when you look back you' re that much older | |
| It slips away | |
| Be what you' re becoming | |
| It slips away | |
| and not who you were | |
| It slips away | |
| grab hold of the here and now while you still have the chance | |
| You' re holding yourself back | |
| Turn your face to the day | |
| when you could be doing anything | |
| Don' t just dig your own grave | |
| when will you trust yourself? | |
| Take with you what you learn | |
| the same as I do | |
| Be yourself, not who you were | |
| I want to see | |
| you use your capabilities | |
| build me an ocean, then destroy it with your own | |
| It slips away | |
| Be what you' re becoming | |
| It slips away | |
| and not who you were | |
| It slips away | |
| grab hold of the here and now while you still have the chance |