Grow up
There, you can have my youth, I know I have loved
To yearn admits you're outside to me
To yearn admits you're outside to me
And I have been so naive
And your spangle, how it hurts and I have feelings
I have seen these all my life, perhaps a lot more
Grow up
All move and try he knew not
To yearn admits you're outside to me
Started to see him, till when I married him