Little as you are, you still wish for many more years
With such little choices given, no wonder you have no tears
Younger and younger I see these old children cry
For them life is eternity with only a decade gone by
No teddy bears can soothe so sweet, just maybe some high heels
Strap on a glove then maybe you can provide those meals
This is not sad how aged the newborn seem?
But now I'm the strange still playing with jumping beans
Take off the makeup and maybe hug a fuzzy friend
Don't grow up too soon for too soon will be the end
