Текст песни Posters - Chris August

I used to hang some
Posters in my room

I filled the walls
With guys I looked up to

If you could dunk the ball
From the free throw line

Or a winning shot
Made just in time

I used to hang
Your poster in my room

I've kept a record
Of my dreams

Since I was just a kid
In little league

Bottom of the 9th
They chant my name

I swing the bat
And win the game

I've kept a record
Of my dreams

And ohh...
Looking back it's funny

There wasn't any
Limit to my dreams

And ohh...
Maybe it's just funny

Cause somewhere
They are still inside of me

I used to hang
Some posters in my room

But now there's just
An artsy piece of two

I miss the days
Of being young

Oh growing up is
Not that fun

Maybe I'll get some
Posters in my room