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Texty: Wilson Phillips. Where Are You.

I'm all grown up but somehow, it feels like I'm pretendin'
Visions of my younger years, they are buried
But the scenes that play inside of me are impending
They are never ending

Where, where, where, where, where are you?
You don't have to look out that window, anymore
You can just come back to yourself, you can come back to this world
Where are you, tell me who heard you and where are you?

He led me into his room and had me lay down
My heart and my soul and anything else that you could own
When you're six years old but now I'm older

Where, where, where, where, where are you?
You don't have to look out that window, anymore
You can just come back to yourself, you can come back to this world
Where are you, tell me who heard you and where are you now?

Such a quiet secret, it hurt too much tryin' hard to keep it
Oh and I looked up to you, I wanted so much to believe in you
I wanted so much for you to believe it me, oh I tried, I tried

Where, where, where, where, where are you?
You don't have to look out anymore
I don't have to look out of that window anymore
I can just, come back to myself, I can come back this world

Where are you, tell me who heard you and where are you now?
Where are you, where are you, where are you, where are you?
Tell me who hurt you