I woke up from this dream to find that I was sleeping
  So I went back to sleep and I dreamed I was awake
  I locked myself inside but you were on the outside
  I stood outside and watched but I couldn't let you in
  
  Maybe you could see inside yourself
  
  Wrote a letter to myself, but I couldn't bare to send it
  So I tore it up and wrote a letter to a friend
  
  If only you could know that growing up means letting go
  Maybe then you'd grow up by yourself
  
  I'm growing up again...
  I'm learning to accept that all good things must come to an end
  I'm growing up again...
  I'm trying to understand what it's like
  To let go of a friend