Being a Child
I never want to grow up, I want to be a child
Picking myself when I fall down, wondering what went wrong
Learning everyday, absorbing everything I see
Looking at the times to come, and not the days that have gone
I never want to grow up, I want to be a child
Everyone looks the same, strangers’ apart treat all the same
Curious inquisitive, emotions true and not biased
Accepting what comes to me, not giving excuses lame
I never want to grow up, I want to be a child
Everyday is new, like staring into space and watch the dew
Work as if it were play, like what I am doing and put my heart into it
Imagine, feel happy for no reason unless I have a flu
I never want to grow up, I want to be a child
I can give a hundred reasons for not to grow
Can you give me one for why I should?But no matter how hard you try your age will show
Picking myself when I fall down, wondering what went wrong
Learning everyday, absorbing everything I see
Looking at the times to come, and not the days that have gone
I never want to grow up, I want to be a child
Everyone looks the same, strangers’ apart treat all the same
Curious inquisitive, emotions true and not biased
Accepting what comes to me, not giving excuses lame
I never want to grow up, I want to be a child
Everyday is new, like staring into space and watch the dew
Work as if it were play, like what I am doing and put my heart into it
Imagine, feel happy for no reason unless I have a flu
I never want to grow up, I want to be a child
I can give a hundred reasons for not to grow
Can you give me one for why I should?But no matter how hard you try your age will show
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