| When you’re my age
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| I hope the world is kinder than it seems to be right now
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| And I hope the front page isn’t just a reminder
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| Of how we keep letting each other down
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| When I was your age, things didn’t seem to be this hard
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| Riding bikes out on the street, playing tag in the backyard
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| You’ll outgrow your shoes
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| You’ll outgrow your bed
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| You’ll outgrow this house
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| Just don’t forget when you’re all grown up
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| That you won’t feel that way
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| You’re still gonna be my baby
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| Even when you’re my age
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| When you’re my age
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| You’ll still be full of questions
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| That I wish I had the answers to right now
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| And those dark times might make you second guess it
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| But I bet love will still be making the world go round
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| When I was your age
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| I didn’t worry like you think you do
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| Back then, innocence was something you could hold on to
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| You’ll outgrow your shoes
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| You’ll outgrow your bed
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| You’ll outgrow this house
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| Just don’t forget when you’re all grown up
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| That you won’t feel that way
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| You’re still gonna be my baby
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| Even when you’re my age
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| When you have kids someday
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| I hope you teach them the Lord’s prayer
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| Before they go to bed at night
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| Like my daddy for me and his mother did for him
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| Well something about it just keeps you right
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| And I hope you don’t work too much overtime
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| So you can be right there beside them
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| When they close their little eyes
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| 'Cause they’ll outgrow their shoes
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| They’ll outgrow their beds
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| They’ll outgrow that house
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| And you can’t stop it
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| Life will line your face
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| Time will turn the page
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| But they’re still gonna be your babies
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| Just like you’re still gonna be my baby
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| Even when you’re my age
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| Even when you’re my age |