Growing Pains

Getting all these thoughts in my head

Cause I know that things will change

Yeah I know that things will change

Getting all these thoughts in my head

Cause tomorrow wont be the same

But tomorrow wont be the same

I pull up to the traffic light, red light, coasting

Glancing the rear view as your eyelids slowly closing

Adjust the radio turn it lower and let your song play

Slowly go to sleep get some rest its been a long day

I dont need too much I just want to make my kids proud

Wishing that her life can stay as peaceful as it is now

Nothing stays the same though, day in to day out

The forecast changes so you got to keep your raincoat close

I hope that you and your sister can work

Through the bruises and blisters

The sibling rivalry when you argue and bicker

Lot of pain lot of joy

Youll go through what I went through with her

Aint nothing to it if you keep your family rooted, ughh

Dont grow up too quick

Enjoy the freedom when youre young before you lose it

You already trying to tell me that you a big girl

I'm scared as hell to let my little baby grow up in this big world

I will be asking where youre going whos your friends what you up to

Over protective but that dont mean I dont trust you

I just dont trust everybody you go party with

Ive been in your position baby girl I know how hard it is

And I know that you wont agree with my rules

Probably around the time you attending high school

Ill tell ya dont smoke, dont drink, or buy booze

Youll say that I'm a hypocrite cause I do it and get high too

But do you really wanna look and feel like I do?

At your age you dont want to walk in my shoes

Get up your marks get up your smarts get up your iq

The real party it dont start until after high school

So dont stress whos popular and less dressed

Forget the peer pressure aint no one to impress

Besides everyone in high school who seem cool

Thats it; they usually never see their dreams through

Theres so many right and wrongs when you raise a kid

I just want that father and daughter relationship

I know in time, that well argue and youll hate me

But I pray to God youll thank me,

Like dad I'm glad you raised me