Prospektus

I see you changing girl From Day to Day Impressed by and trying to imitate
 Those who are older Those who are colder Suddenly embarrassed by your age Our bigger blessing, girl Is being young The power of not knowing Where you belong I try so hard to keep it Not to lose that secret
 Waiting for someone like you To come along
 Maybe it was me That made you old Stole whatever it was that Made you glow A little touch of something
 A lot of work for nothing And now our heart, once open, Will be closed