The smell of suntan cream reminds me of
You smiling, sadly, back at me
As I sat there in my bubble
Stacking pebbles up on a sunny day
I still remember when I was young
I thought I would be young forever

I swim 'round and 'round on my tinfoil pond
Like an ugly duckling that does not want
To have to turn into a swan, yeah

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 lie awake at night and count the stars
I fill jelly-jars with 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 my box of felt-tip pens
Wishing that I didn't have to be so realistic all the time