You would think that I could find a simple song, a photograph of mine
To show this public eye, what I have to offer
I may not have a PHD, or speak in eloquent philosophy!
I'm nothing more than simply me you see!
CHORUS(*1):
What I am trying to say
I'm just a babe in so many ways!
I'm still growing, still stretchin'
Still breaking in these new shoes
Looking for a way to make a mark of my own
I'm just a spring chick, wet behind the ears
It's a part of life so there's no need to fear
These growing pains that I'm going through
I don't regret, I'm not ashamed that I haven't yet begun to speaketh ways...
(As the wisest of men), oh perhaps some day
But for now I'm grateful to be a part of the family tree, while The Man upstairs does His work on me
It's a job that may take eternity to complete
CHORUS(*2):
Just when I've learned all I can, those growing
Pains up and kick on in again!
CHORUS
BRIDGE:
Time after time, one more time and again, will it ever end?
It's the lessons in our lives that make us wise
But young or old I am told it's the same
Oh, these growing pains never go away, so I'll just keep on trying