A Song for XX
''Ferry Corsten Chilled mix''
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When will I grow up?
How long is it OK to stay a child?
Where am I running from?
And where am I running to?
I had no place to be, I couldn’t find one
I didn’t know if I had any hope for the future
People always told me, “You’re such a strong child”
They praised me, saying “It’s great that you don’t cry”
I didn’t want any of those words
So I pretended I didn’t understand
