You left Billy with the kid And all the selfless things you did with Billy You left your home town in the spring And turned your back on everything You thought your life would just go by Without a pause to wonder, don't be silly
But you can't live your life in the baby seat You've got to stand on your own Don't admit defeat
He came down from his retreat She saw him later on the street He said "You are the only one to recognize that I'm the son" So she bent down and kissed his feet And then that night, between the sheets she told him
You can't live your life in the baby seat You've got to stand on your own Don't admit defeat You can't live your life in the baby seat You've got to stand on your own Don't admit defeat
40 days at sea Then she turned and said to me "If we make it back I'll renounce Jack Kerouac And all that romantic crap Like I'm an artist don't look back"
Now we're living somewhere else We keep opinions to ourselves But still we seek a sneaky peek at heaven When the working week defeats us If you think growing up is tough Then you've just not grown enough, baby
You can't live your life in the baby seat You've got to stand on your own Don't admit defeat You can't live your life in the baby seat You've got to stand on your own Don't admit defeatTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
