I was only a boy But I looked younger than the others Only hair on my head And a voice just like my mother's So I stayed quiet And fully clothed
And this girl in my grade I would dream her in my covers After saving her from The cruelty of her father Though her father Wasn't cruel at all
I was head over heels I stuffed socks into my sneakers I was hoping she'd think That I was tall enough to reach her But the teacher Took my socks away
He said: You're only a boy You're too young to really love her And when you grow up you'll find There'll be hundreds more just like her But I said: Teacher, you don't understand
The heartbreaks and the romances will come But adolescent love is a violent one The heartbreaks and the romances may come But adolescent love is a violent one
