Grownup

When you took me
When you took me
No one told me how different it would be

It would be the last time

And we talked about how wrinkled your newspapers were
And we talked about how smart you must be
And your brother there, well, he had the most curious smile

We all have that smile once in awhile

Once in awhile we might smile in our sleep
I don't remember the lines on your face
You picked me up on the side of the street

We’re sitting here but I'm still sitting there

No one did tell me how different it would be
No one did tell me how different it would be

When you took me