| I woke up from this dream to find that I was sleeping
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| So I went back to sleep and I dreamed I was awake
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| I locked myself inside but you were on the outside
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| I stood outside and watched, but I couldn’t let you in
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| If only you could see the you that is a part of me
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| Maybe you could see inside yourself
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| Wrote a letter to myself, but I couldn’t bare to send it
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| So I tore it up and wrote a letter to a friend
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| If only you could know that growing up means letting go
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| Maybe then you’d grow up by yourself
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| I’m growing up again
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| I’m learning to accept
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| That all good things must come to an end
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| I’m growing up again
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| I’m trying to understand what it’s like
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| To let go of a friend |