You're eleven, you're eleven
And it's 1977
It was heaven, it was heaven
Now it's 1997
I can't believe it's you
Time flies and so does youth
I can't believe, I can't believe the truth
(The wise brain more than once said)
You've got a lot of explaining to do
You've got a lot of explaining to do
You've got a lot of explaining to do
You've got a lot of explaining to do
You are a mountain
I am a cloud above
Forever I could wait
But with the sunrise all over you
I will precipitate
(There's so many visions and some many problems)
You've got a lot of explaining to do
You've got a lot of explaining to do
You've got a lot of explaining to do
You've got a lot of explaining to do
(There's so many visions and some many problems)