what do i know?
i�m three decades old
i have not grown
i�m still a child
i cry myself to sleep
when i am alone

turnabout
watch the time
don�t misunderstand
this isn�t the end
it is the beginning, take my hand

try as i may
i have not learned
all the lessons yet
i am undressed
i do not always want
what i get

turnabout
watch the time
don�t misunderstand
this isn�t the end
it is the beginning, take my hand