Growing Up

Here

Am I missing something crucial?

My dear

Winds whisper in my ear they say

Don't fear

No, let's avoid the point of this

Let's avoid the point of this

I can't bear to see you

Joy

It's been so long

since the last song oh

Joy

When was the last time you came without a

Boy

On your mind?

I'll find

A kind of place where you can find me anytime

I call

To fall in love

Oh to follow a love

To call upon love, oh

Enthrall my love

But let's get to the point of this

What is all the point of this?

The fuss 

The lust 

The destruction it brings

I don't see anything out of place

We're sixteen and

Unclean

Messy and

Unseen

Yes, we are what you most dread

But we like it that way, otherwise

What would be the point of this?

What would be the point of this?

Bliss

and abstract term used to help forget what we

Miss

A kiss,

a kiss

That used to be enough