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[kowst]

I was twenty one years when I wrote this song.
I'm twenty two now, but I won't be for long.
People ask when will you grow up to be a man,
But all the girls I loved at school
Are already pushing prams.
I loved you then, as I love you still,
Though I put you on a pedestal
They put you on the pill.
I don't feel bad about letting you go,
I just feel sad about letting you know.

I don't want to change the world
I'm not looking for a new England
I'm just looking for another girl

I loved the words you wrote to me
But that was fucking yesterday
I can't survive on what you send
Every time you need a friend
I saw two shooting stars last night
I wished on them but they were only satellites
I imagine myself as an intrinsic player
In truth: I wish, I wish you'd care

I don't want to change the world
I'm not looking for a new England
I'm just looking for another girl