歌词
She is twelve and
I'm only ten buried in this soft mountain of pillows
Parents away
She asks me have
I been touched
Have I done the thing with anyone yet
Silence - a shy no
And there is nothing
That we'd rather share
Than that bodily warmth if we'd dare
But she's already twelve and
I am Just a child
WARM AND S
HY She's so
OLD - already twelve and
I am only ten
Than was me, young and free, there and then
Now in the hotel room
I lie wondering who
I am Never quite as sure after a lie of questioning
Finding out at last that freedom is
A STATE OF
MIND But still not knowing how to get along with this mankind ...finding out at last that freedom is a state of mind...