i grant you

when we were young and you pretended

you were almost bothered as me

does it make you sad?

almost sorry as me?

when we were young and you pretended

that the world was ours - how we see

does it make you sad?

and make you sorry?

almost sorry as me

i grant you

time can make a fool of all of us

these words once mine - hang on

hang on

and yet they don't belong

mmm. they don't belong

now we get old and you've defended

all the world as it likes to be

does it make you sad?

does it make you sorry?

almost sorry for me

can you get lost inside a feeling?

does you almost feel for me?

does it make you sad?

and make you sorry?

almost sorry for me?

i grant you

shine and scare the fool inside of us

these words once mine drag on

drag on

and yet they do belong

mmm. they do belong

when we were young and you were grounded

didn't you ever want to go free

does it make you sad?

and make you sorry?

you're not a fool like me

when we were young and we were running

didn't you ever want to run free?

didn't it make you sad?

and make you sorry?

to wander who you are

i grant you are

i grant you