SIXTEEN

Young love, tongue cold
Bitten on the lip and wanting to be hold
Dependent on things that have no meanings

'Cause I am sixteen, but I'm not so sweet
Was barely fifteen the other week
Now that I'm older, I can grow bolder
And you can't tell me how to see

Young love, frowned upon
Struggling to find the one
Too innocent to understand yet
Love doesn't come when you regret

'Cause I am sixteen, but I'm not so sweet
Was barely fifteen the other week
Now that I'm older, I can grow bolder
And you can't tell me how to see

'Cause I am sixteen, but I'm not so sweet
Was barely fifteen the other week
Now that I'm older, I can grow bolder
And you can't tell me how to see