You live in your prison, the one that you choose
You'd do anything to have nothing to lose
And you got scared of escaping just a little too soon
You give up your shovel and dig with a spoonYou gave it away, gave it awayOh no, now you're out in the cold
With your rockabye body, your butterfly soul
Oh no, don't you grow old
You're just finding your wayWith the current behind you and a clear summer sky
You call yourself stranded, a boat by your side
And your fistful of wishes and your handful of hopes
You stash them away in the pit of your throatYou save them away, save them awayOh no, now it's taking its toll
On your rockabye body your butterfly soul
Oh no, don't you grow old
You're just finding your way, finding itAnd I got a dream for you
Sometime that you'll admit to the tide
You'll push out in the ocean
And go for a rideYou're sailing away, sailing awayOh no, don't you let go
Of your rockabye body, your lullaby soul
Oh no, don't you grow old
You just find your way, find your way, find your way
Back to me, back to me
Songwriters
Kristina S DelmhorstPublished by
BIG BEAN MUSIC