You would think That I could find A simple song, A photograph of mine To show this public eye, What I have to offer I may not have a PHD, Or speak In eloquent philosophy! I'm nothing more Than simply me you see!
CHORUS (*1): What I am trying to say I'm just a babe In so many ways!
I'm still growing, Still stretchin' Still breaking In these new shoes Looking for a way To make a mark of my own I'm just a spring chick, Wet behind the ears It's a part of life So there's no need to fear These growing pains That I'm going through
I don't regret, I'm not ashamed That I haven't yet begun To speaketh ways... (As the wisest of men), Oh perhaps some day But for now I'm grateful To be a part Of the family tree, While The Man upstairs Does His work on me It's a job that may Take eternity to complete
CHORUS (*2): Just when I've learned All I can, Those growing Pains up And kick on in again!
BRIDGE: Time after time, One more time and again, Will it ever end? It's the lessons In our lives That make us wise But young or old I am told it's the same Oh, these growing pains Never go away, So I'll just Keep on trying