Now if growing up is anything,,
it's believing all my lies,
finding myself compromised,
flipping what once I tried,,
getting punished, being praised,
But as always it's happy days
Now if growing up is anything,
It's flying kites on a string,
shutting up, spinning around,
getting up, falling down,
trying this, trying that,
and never knowing where I'm at
If growing up is anything,
it's giving up a friendship ring,
it's kissing girls, fighting boys,
throwing out all my toys,
hurricanes without a wind,
and liking not where I am
And if growing up is anything,
it's finding life has its sting,
hanging on an electric line,
and falling in a pool of wine,
Climbing up the money tree,
and finding out nothings free
Now if growing up is anything,
it's yesterdays, it's memories,
it's growing old and autumn leaves,
it's where's my kite, where's the wind,
rocking away, and then the end