Upside down and around the corner
I get a glimpse of the girl i used to be
Curly hair and crooked teeth
A sparkle in her eye
On a quest to answer Why?

Why does the grass grow green
Why does the cow say moo
Why do the stars only come out at night

That funny, silly little girl
Is sitting here all grown up
Her rose-colored glasses all scuffed up
The quest is the same

Why does the heart long for what it cannot have
Why do we feel pain
Why cant the little girls stay the same