I woke up from this dream
To find that I was sleeping
So I went back to sleep
And dreamed I was awake
I locked myself inside
While you were on the outside
I stood outside and watched
But I couldn't let you in

If you could only see that
You that is a part of me
Maybe then you'd see
Inside yourself
Wrote a letter to myself
But I couldn't bear to send it
So I tore it up and
Wrote a letter to a friend

If you could know that growing up
Means letting go
Maybe then you'd grow up
By yourself
We're growing up again
We're learning to accept
That all good things
Must come to an end
We're growing up again
We're trying to understand
What it's like to let go
Of a friend

We're growing up again
We're learning to accept
That all good things
Must come to an end
We're growing up again
We're trying to understand
What it's like to let go
Of a friend