The smell of sun tan cream Reminds me of you smiling sadly back at me As I sat there in my bubble stacking pebbles on a sunny Day I still remember when I was younf I thought I would be Young forever I swim round and round on my tin foil pond Like an ugly duckling that does not want to have to turn Into a swan yet When I grow up I want to be a boy again I still get excited when it snows Sitting in my bubble with my imaginary friends Wishing that we didn't have to be so realistic all the Time I like awake at night and count the stars And I fill jam jars with little plastic flowers I go round and round in circles on my hamster wheel I can feel the whole world quietly closing in on me in my Little bubble When I grow up I want to be a boy again I still get excited when it snows Sitting in my bubble with a box of felt tip pens Wishing that we didn't have to be so realistic all the Time