For Now

Life's what you make of it
 So I've been told
 But I'm not quite sure
 Why I'm so young but feel so old
 It's those garbage cans and dishpan hands
 Arm wrestling for my soul
 The more I can let go of
 The more I take control
 Please listen
 And you will see
 These words I'm singing
 Don't mean a thing...
 For now
 Oh oh
 For now
 Oh oo oh oh oh
 I've lost the map to this life
 And with it my gold
 Another white December now
 With nothing to be sold
 Except those garbage cans and dishpan hands
 Arm wrestling for my soul
 The more I can let go of
 The more I take control
 Please listen
 And you will see
 These words I'm singing
 Don't mean a thing...
 For now
 Oh
 For now
 Oh oo oh oh oh
 Please listen
 And you will see
 These words I'm singing
 Don't mean a thing...
 For now
 Oh oh
 For now
 Oh oo oh oh oh
 For now
 Oh oo oh oh oh oh
 For now
 Oh oo oh oo oh oh