And sometimes I just feel I'm a child Needing love, needing care, need asylum I feel pity for myself, on my knees I cry for help But now it's all ok, it is just another day And I'm just pleased to be here, if I wasn't then ok I'll know I've lived my life as if there's no another day I don't mind to be a child, 'Cause there's so much time to grow when you die It's a matter of time, take your medicine and sleep And I do complain a lot, but that's the way it is for me I don't cry myself to sleep, but someone here would be just fine But now it's all ok, it was just another day You'll cry and I won't come, what's the lonely description of 'love'? Many times I've been in love, many times it was just a cold I don't mind to be too old, 'Cause there's so much more than what meets the eye