17,
blew out the candles on my cake
another year,
another wish to just fade away.
Part of me wants to believe this is true, the other in denial
doesn't know what to do...
with the boy who's surprised me
unlike any other.
17,
and time seems to go by so quick
not sure where this started
praying it won't end before it really began.
Like the candles on that damn cake
my wishes don't come true,
but just fade away...
And just as I really need him,
he'll be leaving soon.
17,
still so young,
too young they say
to find "the one"
I think maybe I'll just give up at times, this life's getting so tough
never really knowing what to do
never really knowing what to say...
yet somehow just a smile from him
makes that all OK.
17,
blowing out the candles of my cake
wishing away this world,
and it's people so damn fake.
Wishing away my pain,
wishing this wouldn't hurt...
wishing you could stay
wishing it didn't have to be this way.
17,
When I found you...
I wished you'd be the one to stay
but no matter how I beg you
your still going away.
Now I'm 17 and I need you,
as the smoke begins to clear
not much left of my dreams (you were my only dream)
not much left because my wishes never come true - but no matter what happens with us...
I'm still so glad that I've had you.
