I Am A Child — текст песни (Buffalo Springfield)

(Neil Young)
I am a child, I`ll last a while
You can`t conceive of the pleasure in my smile
You hold my hand, rough up my hair
It`s lots of fun to have you there
I gave to you, now, you give to me
I`d like to know what you learned
The sky is blue and so is the sea
What is the color, when black is burned?
What is the color?
You are a man, you understand
You pick me up and you lay me down again
You make the rules, you say what`s fair
It`s lots of fun to have you there
I gave to you, now, you give to me
I`d like to know what you learned
The sky is blue and so is the sea
What is the color, when black is burned?
What is the color?
I am a child, I`ll last a while
You can`t conceive of the pleasure in my smile