Sunday morning
Too cold to leave the bed
A moment's warning
You pop into my head
I think I'm changing
That was always the plan
Our friendship is fading
We're drawing lines in the sand
Guess this is growing up
I'd rather leave than end up getting stuck
And though we're friends it feels like breaking up
Still wishing you very best of luck
Can't risk how far I've come
Guess this is growing up
Guess this is growing up
My heart is heavy
I haven't heard from you
Like I used to
I wasn't ready to be ready now
For something new
Life's rearranging
Maybe that's just the plan
All good intentions
Think one day I'll understand
Guess this is growing up
I'd rather leave than end up getting stuck
And though we're friends it feels like breaking up
Still wishing you very best of luck
Can't risk how far I've come
Guess this is growing up
I'd rather leave than end up getting stuck
And though we're friends it feels like breaking up
Still wishing you very best of luck
Can't risk how far I've come
Guess this is growing up
I guess this is growing up
Guess this is growing up
I guess this is growing up
Guess this is growing up
Guess this is growing up
