Young Trees - Richard Walters

Oh I’m leaving town, from the arms of a child

Who has never ever been the one I’ll love

And it’s just not good enough

It’s never good enough for both of us

I talk in platitudes to make you think that much less of me

Oh we’re more than friends, we are restless enemies

Who never ever had the guts to swing

And it’s just not good enough

It’s never good enough for you is it?

I talk in platitudes to make you think that much less of me

I talk in platitudes to make you think that much less

Oh I’m leaving town, from the arms of a child

Who has never ever been the one I love

And it’s just not good enough

You’ve never enough to earn my trust

I talk in platitudes to make you think that much less of me

I talk, I’ll never talk, I will never be your one