You would think
that I could find
a simple song,
a photograph of mine
To show this public eye,
what I have to offer
I may not have a PHD,
or speak
in eloquent philosophy!
I'm nothing more
than simply me you see!

R1: What I am trying to say
    I'm just a babe
    in so many ways!

R: I'm still growing,
   still stretchin'
   Still breaking
   in these new shoes
   Looking for a way
   to make a mark of my own
   I'm just a spring chick,
   wet behind the ears
   It's a part of life
   so there's no need to fear
   These growing pains
   that I'm going through

I don't regret,
I'm not ashamed
that I haven't yet begun
to speaketh ways...
(As the wisest of men),
oh perhaps some day
But for now I'm grateful
to be a part
of the family tree,
while The Man upstairs
does His work on me
It's a job that may
take eternity to complete

R2: Just when I've learned
    all I can,
    those growing
    Pains up
    and kick on in again!

R: I'm still growing...

Time after time,
one more time and again,
will it ever end?
It's the lessons in our lives
that make us wise
But young or old
I am told it's the same
Oh, these growing pains
never go away,
so I'll just
keep on trying

mezihra

R1: What I am trying to say...

R: I'm still growing...

Oh, baby don't worry
about a thing!