I have outgrown the writing on toilet walls
Names in lipstick brightly red
Don't go around with my books in the halls
And complete lovestories in my head

I don't rest my head on wet pillows anymore
after crying myself at sleep at night
A heart-shaped key in the lock of my door
was the last thing I saw when I turned out the light

But that was a lifetime, a century ago,
At least a couple of years
Now, I'm all grown up,
With my personal cargo
Never again to be seen in tears

So, all I can say is:
Oh, maybe I, maybe I have been thinking about you
And I hope,
I hope that you know what to do

To pick the petals off, one by one
On a Moon Daisy: Loves me, loves me not
Those moments of belief, are mysteriously gone
Now I trust what I can see, and what I've got

Cause that was a lifetime, a century ago,
At least a couple of years
Now, I'm all grown up,
With my personal cargo
Never again to be seen in tears

So, all I can say is:
Oh, maybe I, maybe I have been thinking about you
And I hope,
I hope that you know what to do

I've thrown away my pink, little diary
Or maybe I've kept it somewhere
The thought of a kiss is no longer scary
It's weird to remember I've actually been there

But that was a lifetime, a century ago,
At least a couple of years
Now, I'm all grown up,
With my personal cargo
Never again to be seen in tears

So, all I can say is:
Oh, maybe I, maybe I have been thinking about you
And I hope,
I hope that you know what to do
Maybe I've been thinking about you