One day I’ll grow up
and I’ll be strong
I’ve got the plans made up
if I’m alive that long
And my words will fall
like rain from my eyes
Just like what the poets say
to mean tears in a song

One day I’ll grow up
and I’ll be a child
Like the Christ kid lay
so old and so mild
I’ll be my own mother
and my own grandmother too
I’ll call in my big brother
to have the cry-room tiled

Everything for a reason
why am I up so late?
I guess this is just my fate
and also why I don’t get dates