I heard you say that you wish I stayed An older version of me — long before my change. But, if we're not growing we are staying the same, So I will welcome the change and stretch myself day to day. We're entitled to change because we grow Like blown up balloons. Like the flare at the end of a spoon. Like one note becoming a tune. Like the city lights in the darkening blue– The change is gonna happen real slow But not a day goes by we don't grow. If a seed can grow into a tree And if that tree can grow leaves, I ask, how is that different than me? Because we both breathe and we come from the dirt And that's where we will return When both of our seasons fade. We're entitled to change because we grow Like one into two. Like the eleventh hour turning to noon, Then May slow fades into June, Then you're a grownup in your childhood room– The change is gonna happen real slow But not a day goes by we don't grow. If we're not growing, we are staying the same So, I will welcome the change and stretch myself day to day. We're entitled to change because we grow Like a high tide caused by that moon. Like a flower knowing Spring is coming soon. Like wings inside a cocoon, (Or anything else that is destine to bloom)– Like our faith in the things we know to be true Or like the courage found in the wine and the booze– The change is gonna happen real slow But not a day goes by we don't grow.