When I grow up

 

Time passes by, people are walking by my side, they cannot see me
I am like a ghost on the street, they are walking, right past me
I'm so sick, so tired, so bored over their, weird behavior
There will come a time when they all turn around
And look at me

When I grow up I will make them see me
When I grow up people will acknowledge me
When I grow up I will be

The president or a moviestar
A great sportsman or owning a bar
Walk hand in hand with a super model
Or be a rockstar that crashes hotels
When I grow up
When I grow up

I can hear every whisper every sound, talkin', tears me apart
Wishing for other peoples misfortunes is an everyday life
For me, for me, for me, you'll know
There will come a time when they all turn around
And look at me

When I grow up I will make them feel me
When I grow up people will heed me
When I grow up I will be

The president or a moviestar
A great sportsman or owning a bar
Walk hand in hand with a super model
Or be a rockstar that crashes hotels
When I grow up
When I grow up


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