Grownup

I stood in the doorway in my white nightgown

Red roses on cotton

I stood three feet from the ground

The grownups 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 I wouldn't be afraid of the darkness

Or the bears

Or the cracks in the ceiling upstairs

Now I've just gotten older

I've just gotten taller

And the little ones

They call me a grownup

Lat night at a friend's house

A little girl was there

She stood in the doorway playing with her hair

She looked up to me

As if I could do no wrong

As I got up 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

Now I've just gotten older

I've just gotten taller

And the little ones call me a grownup