Eighteen

Some days I don't feel like being grown-up
 Some days I just feel like looking far away
 Well I've never understood why the closer you come to make your own decisions and be self-sufficient
 Well you've gotta conform to the will of the world
 Well she left right before I turned eighteen
 Well I just really started missing her now
 I know a girl who spent her summer here on my street
 Freedom was her name
 Where did she go, where did she go
 Now a new change tries to hold me in place
 Maturity and responsibility
 Where did she go, where did she go
 Some days I don't feel like being inside
 All day outside doesn't look too cold
 She taught us how to play games and hold hands and be friends with each other
 But we're not friends with each other anymore whoa
 Well I guess this has got to be that way
 Well I don't want any part of it at all
 I know a girl who spent her summer here on my street
 Freedom was her name
 Where did she go, where did she go
 Now a new change tries to hold me in place
 Maturity and responsibility
 Where did she go, where did she go, where did she go