Sorting through my things
See what I can find
Picking through the past
See whats left behind

Multi-colored sweaters
That moths have eaten holes
A paire of breaded mocassins with worn out soles

Boots were made for walking
Winds were blowing change
Boys fall in the jungle
As I came of age

Black and white tv
With a broken 12-inch screen
Dylans highway 61
And jackies love machine

I reread your letters and again
I cry great tears
Light comes to the surface
Even after all these years
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As I Came Of Age Lyrics

Sarah Brightman – As I Came Of Age Lyrics