Too Young

I still feel bad The night that I had Too much to drink I fell down in the kid's room The little ones laughed But the older two Lost more than sleep It's like walking in a quicksand How dare you ask me If I need it All these years I still Remember The night my kids were Without their mother I started a fire inside A fire inside Burning a childhood Burning from the inside I started a fire inside A fire inside Burning a childhood Burning from the inside Seventy-one degrees February don't need to feel like spring And I forgot the code-word For 'you've had enough let's go you gonna get hurt" I started a fire inside A fire inside Burning a childhood Burning from the inside I started a fire inside A fire inside Burning a childhood Burning from the inside Seventeen's too young to tuck me in at night Seventeen's too young to tuck me in at night