Adult Return - MIST, Rick Treffers

Power plants in my flower garden

Refrain me from being too light-hearted

I built so many castles

There’s no fallow left to burn

Disbelief in the ones who made us

Misconceivement 'bout the ones who grade us

I bought so many tickets

Except an adult return

Now it’s love that makes me yearn for more

An institute is what you’ve become

A little scary a little troublesome

The child in my heart

Comes alive in your eyes

We almost die we almost lose

Our bodies not used to be so bruised

But I’m not ashamed to say I love you

I’m sick of being so wise

Now it’s love that makes me yearn for more

love that makes me yearn for