You keep me in a glass jar sealed with a label You think you know my world Wake up, young girl Take a thrust of lust, if you must now You've got a lot to learn My love, my life, my work, my time I give them all to you Your hand in mine, we walk, we talk in ryhme We go the whole night through I'm not a grain of sand I don't care what's written in your hand It's bound to change Sore, bored, and I'm lost, cost, cold Getting older Wrap it up, rip it up now Have it sold I'm a grower Any more, any more, any more, any more I wanna be with you Just wanna be with you But you tease me And it shows in the way that you play You think you know my love Wake up young girl And take a taste Not a bite of a life now Can tell you never come My will, my mind My lips, my lines I've got them all over you Your taste combined With all the years of wasting time I've got a hold on something new I'm not a grain of sand I don't care what's written in your hand Cause it's bound to change So I'm bored, and I'm lost, cost, cold Getting older Buy the book, rip it up now Have it sold, I'm a grower Any more, any more, any more, any more I wanna be with you Just wanna be with you But I don't wanna pray for what is not right And I don't wanna beg for what is not mine I don't wanna run the road between dreams and worldly things I could charge, and I could really try But I don't wanna be the brave one In a senseless fight I just wanna be here tonight Sore, bored, and I'm lost, cost, cold Getting older Wrap it up, rip it up now Have it sold, I'm a grower Any more, any more, any more, any more I wanna be with you Just wanna be with you Sore, bored, and I'm lost, cost, cold Getting older Buy the book, rip it up now Have it sold, I'm a grower Any more, any more, any more, any more You keep me in a glass jar sealed with a label You think you know my world Wake up, young girl