Being Young - Dalton Rapattoni

Look at my life

How will it play out

Skip to the end

And let me rip a page out

Does it get better

Will I get it together

Up in the air

It’s all uncertain

If you’d be so kind

As to pull back the curtain

And give me some answers

When will it stop

Peter take me home

Lock up my window

Won’t you let me grow up

It’s getting old being young

Peter let’s move on

Put the book back where it belongs

There’s no more pixie dust

It’s getting old being young

The sky was blue

And now I"m finding

It’s always cloudy

With no silver lining

Under the weather

I don’t know any better

Cause I want out

I want the freedom

The man that I want to be

I want to meet him

He’ll have the answers

When will it stop

Peter take me home

Lock up my window

Won’t you let me grow up

It’s getting old being young

Peter let’s move on

Put the book back where it belongs

There’s no more pixie dust

It’s getting old being young

Look at my life

How will it play out

Does it get better

Skip to the end

And let me rip a page out

Will I get it together

Peter take me home

Lock up my window

Won’t you let me grow up

It’s getting old being young

Now Peter let’s move on

Put the book back where it belongs

There’s no more pixie dust

It’s getting old being young

Peter take me home

Lock up my window

There’s no more pixie dust

It’s getting old being young