I never asked for this... not for any of it.
Why is it happening to me? now?
I don't want any of it.
I just want to drift away on silver wings
to be where I'm happy.
But then... they do say you have to
go through hell to get to heaven.

You complicate life.
You do it to make it hard for me.
So stop. You'll never prove you're point
because I'm never going to grow up.
I'm never going to lose sight of the
big picture.
You can't enjoy life if you worry about
money, apperance, objects.
So don't press it onto me, because
I'm not going through life like that.