Young Lyrics

I was young

Barely five years old

Believing all

That I was told

Dreaming 'bout

Stars and golden sands

Singing along

To my favourite bands

Now I'm grown

I'm bold, I'm torn and

I'm toiling life

Being a good mans wife

In my teens

Still caught up in dreams

Insecure

Trying to allure

Adult then

Like a fledging wren

Hoping to impress

In uncomfy dress

Now I'm grown and

I'm still immature and

I'm toiling life

Being a good mans wife

Now I'm grown

Well, I'm still immature and

I'm toiling life

Being a good mans wife

Who will I then

Tomorrow be

Let me be one

One with high esteem

Kind and loving and so

Full of beams

Like the girl

Singing in my dreams

Now I'm grown and

I'm bold, I'm torn and

I'm toiling life

Being a good mans wife

Woah

Now I'm grown

I'm immature and

I'm toiling life

Being a good mans wife

Now I'm grown

Well, I'm bold, I'm torn and

I'm toiling life

Being a good mans wife

Kind and loving and so

Full of beams

Like the girl

Singing in my dreams