I woke up from this dream to find that I was sleeping
So I went back to sleep and I dreamed I was awake.
I locked myself inside but you were on the outside
I stood outside and watched but I couldn`t let you in.
Maybe you could see inside yourself.
Wrote a letter to myself, but I couldn`t bare to send it.
So I tore it up and wrote a letter to a friend.
If only you could know that growing up means letting go
Maybe then you`d grow up by yourself.
I`m growing up again...
I`m learning to accept that all good things must come to an end.
I`m growing up again...
I`m trying to understand what it`s like
To let go of a friend.