Like Children I Have Known - Ronnie Milsap

They’re dividing up their playthings

This is yours, this is mine

They’re dividing up the bedroom

With an imaginary line.

One is running back to mother

One just wants to be alone

They will cry and pout and walk out

Just like children I have known.

Just like children I have known.

They’re not wiser, they’re just grown

It’s not a chocolate ice cream cone

It’s not a doll-house, it’s a home

Just like children I have known.

Almost down to sticks and stones

They’ll be lost out on their own

Just like children I have known

Just like children I have known.

And they’re gonna cry their eyes out

Once they find out what they’ve done

Cause their hearts aren’t made of candy

That they eat what the other wants.

It could be a happy ending

They don’t have to live alone

They could kiss and hug and make up

Just like children I have known

Just like children I have known.

They’re not wiser, they’re just grown

It’s not a chocolate ice cream cone

It’s not a doll-house, it’s a home

Just like children I have known…