Heart do men really not know that
That the little girls wish is to stay
To not be ignored and always adored
And not have to grow up in anyway

Because grownups never have time
To catch kisses on the wind
It's always the same old grind
And love gets little time to tend

So what I wish for is really real
That Love should always come first
For nothing is more important
Or could be seen as having more worth

And here I thought I was a tardo
Stunted by my thoughts of Love's worth
My friends all tell me to grow up
And love like them which I find perverse

I never want to except love as lacking
With pleasure I wish to look everyday
Not with rot on my mind
And say that's what love says today