If you see Rose Dover
That's her secret name
She would meet 3 others
To keep the forest safe
She said:
"My reality was soon called
Make believe, imagination's funeral
Killed by the teenage me"
You don't have to throw it away
Throw being a kid away
Just because you're growing up
Faster everyday
You don't have to throw it all away
You don't have to throw it all away
There's a way
I've been thinking lately it's not
A permanent situation
Just a phase that she's in
I've been thinking lately
I've been thinking lately
It's not permanent
A scattering of birds
Above her head
A scattering of birds
That whisper to her
You don't have to throw it away
Throw being a kid away
Just because you're growing up
Faster everyday
You don't have to throw it all away
There's a way
Happy was Rose Dover
Speaking badger, fawn, rabbit
(Behind the lumberjacks)
Pondering the dilemmas
At the Redwood conference
She cries:
"My reality is now called
Make believe, imagination's funeral
Killed by the teenage me"
You don't have to throw it away
Throw being a kid away
Just because you're growing up
Faster everyday
You don't have to throw it all away
You don't have to throw it all away
And as you rise
A rose you will forever stay
