Well
ya' put me on hold and ya' don't return my calls
Do ya'
think because you're busy you're important?
There
are galaxies of color that fade to grey
When
an imagination's dormant
You
can be so cruel
In your
world of grey
While
you never grew
I have
Come Of Age
Nothing
here is new
Night
still follows day
But
I see me and you since
I Have
Come Of Age
Happiness
is easy as a chuckle from a thumb
But
we all wear our mittens
As we
go out in the cold and roll in the snow
And
laugh like contradictions
There's
no need to grieve
Everything's
o.k.
When
you see you in me
You
Have Come Of Age
All songs ©1991 by Rabbit Songs BMI
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