What was that? Samantha?
This will all make sense when I am older
Someday I will see that this makes sense
One day when I`m old and wise
I`ll think back and realize
That these were all completely normal events
Ah
I`ll have all the answers when I`m older
Like why we`re in this dark enchanted wood
I know in a couple years
These will seems like childish fears
And so I know this isn`t bad it`s good
Excuse me
Growing up means adapting
Puzzling at your world and your place
When I`m more mature
I`ll feel totally secure
Being watched by something
With a creepy creepy face
Ahhhhh ahhhhh
See that will all make sense when I am older
So there`s no need to be terrified or tense
I`ll just dream about a time
When I`m in my age of prime
`Cause when you`re older
Absolutely everything makes sense
This is fine