Life is a runaway train

I'm tired of waiting.
Life is too short
to be mad at friends you've had forever
and to be sad about things you can't change.
Looking up at the heavens,
Just a glance
the sky is full of stars
(and one of them is meant for me)
I gotta get moving now
or be stuck in a rut
like half the world seems to be in.
I'm not going to hold on too hard anymore.
I haven't found alot of things worth it
(maybe I will soon)
Maybe I should just move with the wind
it's there and then it's not
jump from building to building
(I'm not afraid of falling. I won't)
Nothing should hold me down
(If I fly, your going to fly too)