You got growing up to do

You got growing up to do
I've been down this road before
I walk out the door
Leave you on the floor
Sometimes you run and hide
Your foolish pride's what keeps me from giving you more

So the best thing I can give to you is for me to go
Leave you alone
'Cause you got growing up to do
Some day I'll return when it's time for payment in kind
The churchbells are chimed
You stand before me surrounded by lights
Dressed in white
You threw flowers in the air this night
But the best thing I can give to you is for me to go
Leave you alone
You got growing up to do
It looks like the rain is pouring down on me
It's drowning me now and all I want is to come back home
And this old corduroy coat is not keeping me dry
But I can't think of what else to try
That's why the best thing I can give to you is for me to go
Leave you alone
You got growing up to do
Yeah
The best thing I can give to you is for me to go
Leave you alone
You got growing up to do