Rose Dover

If you see Rose Dover
That’s her secret name
She would meet 3 others
To keep the forest safe
She said, «My reality
Got soon called make believe
Imagination’s funeral
Killed by the teenage me»
You don’t have to throw it away
Throw being a kid away
Just because you’re growing up faster everyday
You, you don’t have to throw it all away
You don’t have to throw it all away
There’s a way
I’ve been thinking lately it’s not a permanent si-si-situation
Just a phase that she’s in
I’ve been thinking lately, I’ve been thinking lately
It’s not permanent
A scattering of birds
Above her head
A scattering of birds
That whisper to her
You don’t have to throw it away
Throw being a kid away
Just because you’re growing up faster everyday
You, you don’t have to throw it all away
There’s a way
Happy was Rose Dover
Speaking badger, fawn, rabbit
Behind the lumberjacks
Pondering the dilemmas
At the Redwood conference
She cries, «My reality
Is now called make believe
Imagination’s funeral
Killed by the teenage me»
You don’t have to throw it away
Throw being a kid away
Just because you’re growing up faster everyday
You, you don’t have to throw it all away
You don’t have to throw it all away
And as you rise, a rose you will forever stay