Grownup

I stood in the doorway in my white nightgown

Red roses on linen

I stood three feet from the ground

The grownups laughed inside

Used words I didn't know

But still I enjoyed the show



They looked so lovely

They looked so self-assured

And I just like them

Would know it all when I matured

And no longer be afraid of the darkness or the bears

Or the cracks in the ceiling upstairs



Well, I've just gotten older

I've just gotten taller

And the little ones

Call me a grownup



Last night at a friend's house

A little girl was there

She stood in the doorway playing with her hair

She looked up at me as if I could do no wrong

As I stood to sing my song



I sang it with a shiver

In my throat and in my knees

Feeling just as small

As a thistle in a breeze

But the child's imagination

Carried me along

And saw me through my song



See, I've just gotten older

I've just gotten taller

And the little ones

They call me a grownup