When You Grow - Bernard Butler

Go play safe, fly low

For the sake of all you have known

Throw your staff down from the citadel and run away

He won’t laugh at what you said

He’s got a princess to impress

Got no boat, plane or place to go — just the rain

And people move on, move along

People move on…

Move along

There’s a man that follows me down the street

Holding roses for all the girls he meets

And his hair curls down to his feet

(he gives me the creeps)

He’ll take the wind from your sails

Quoting Jesus — hands on the Kells

But his words usually fail

To move me that way

People move on, move along

People move on…

Just gotta keep moving on

So go play safe, fly low

For the sake of all you have known

Throw your staff down from the citadel, and run away