You would think
that I could find
a simple song,
a photograph of mine
To show this public eye,
what I have to offer
I may not have a PHD,
or speak
in eloquent philosophy!
I′m nothing more
than simply me you see!

CHORUS(*1):
What I am trying to say
I′m just a babe
in so many ways!

I′m still growing,
still stretchin′
Still breaking
in these new shoes
Looking for a way
to make a mark of my own
I′m just a spring chick,
wet behind the ears
It′s a part of life
so there′s no need to fear
These growing pains
that I′m going through

I don′t regret,
I′m not ashamed
that I haven′t yet begun
to speaketh ways...
(As the wisest of men),
oh perhaps some day
But for now I′m grateful
to be a part
of the family tree,
while The Man upstairs
does His work on me
It′s a job that may
take eternity to complete

CHORUS(*2):
Just when I′ve learned
all I can,
those growing
Pains up
and kick on in again!

CHORUS

BRIDGE:
Time after time,
one more time and again,
will it ever end?
It′s the lessons in our lives
that make us wise
But young or old
I am told it′s the same
Oh, these growing pains
never go away,
so I′ll just
keep on trying

Music break

CHORUS(*1)

CHORUS

Oh, baby don′t worry
about a thang