You look pretty in your fancy dress But I detect unhappiness You never speak so I have to guess you're not free...
Dear, maybe when you're old enough You'll realize you're not so tough And somedays the seas get rough And you'll see...
You're too young to have it figured out You think you know what you're talking about You think it will all work itself out, but we'll see...
When I was young, I thought I knew You probably think you know too Do you? Well do you?
I was naive just like you, I thought I knew exactly what I wanted to do Well, what you gonna do? What a fool...
And how have you gotten by so far Without having no visible scar Knowing, knowing who you really are that can't see...
What you gonna do... What you gonna do... What you gonna do now? What you gonna do... What you gonna do... What you gonna do now? What you gonna do... What you gonna do... What you gonna do now? What you gonna do now?
Yeah...
The only way you'll ever learn a thing is to admit you know absolutely nothing, Oh nothing...
Think about this carefully You might not get another chance to speak freely Oh freely...
Baby when you're old enough, Baby when you're old enough, Baby when you're old enough, you're not free... Yeah, you're not free...