Can you be honest for a moment for me?
Can you see the vibrations bringing you closer together?
Everytime you see her, something else has changed.
You look at old photos and keep all her dolls.
But no matter how tight you hold her, she won't stop burning up.
Now you can't stay saying “can't you stay right here?” and even though you wanna pick her up and spin her around, we both know she's too big to fit in your arms now.
She's going out and doing the things you did back then--maybe 20,30 years ago, but it's all the same.
Babies first Christmas, now she's turning 18.
Can we be honest here for a moment?
Everyone else seems so happy to see her all burnt up--but you're the only one with a complaint.
11 years ago you told her “Stay right here, I'll come get you when all this danger is clear.”
But by the time you got back, she was already sitting in the driver's seat.
Even though you wanna take her to the park, you know she's too old for that.
You know she's burning up, you can see it in her art work and in her eyes.
We're all burning up in here–promise me you won't burn up too fast?

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