Babes and darlings kill me
This Friday night, what have you felt
Oh, these four walls, please don't play with me
Don't play with me

Many time I've grown, I need more time
I was young and old
I had dreams and waves all over
And Annjoline to clear this part

Mothers and fathers tell me
Did I do good
Were you pleased with me
When in times I grown

I need more time
I was young and old
I had thoughts and dreams
So many thoughts