Make a Man of You - Janis Ian

You’ve grown too tall again

Somebody better clip your wings

Before you fly away

You are too bold to live

Somebody better learn to give

Or learn to lose with grace

The sky knows your name now

The leaves, they fall too fast

You’re dying in the grass

And I can’t let this moment pass

Your breath, it reeks of ocean breezes

Your eyes have turned too blue

The sky holds no challenge for you

What strange diseases

That make a man of you

Here is the sky’s parole

Somebody’s got to leave it whole

Go on and take it

The earth’s too small to breath

And if you can’t get free

I know you can fake it

Your lips don’t move the air

The sun comes tumbling down

You’re fading into novas

And you leave me on the ground

Your face it reeks of ocean breezes

Your eyes have changed their hue

The skies hold no memory of you

What strange diseases

That make a man of you