I am still young and impressionable I’ll never get old I will respond to the strings that you pull I’m in your control If you say so
He asked me if “objectify” Was even a real word I let some nervous laughter out Hoping my sister hadn’t heard We hit the blind curve years ago After I moved back home That was when I took the pendulum And watched it as it swung
I am still young and impressionable I’ll never get old I will respond to the strings that you pull I’m in your control Well, if you say so
Well, I hate makin’ this But I’m gonna make one To remember the things That I do to have fun By teasing and leaning on the people I love Now those two remind me, I still have someone
Puzzling how disinterested Many of us become Where did I get so cynical? Where has the magic gone?
Well, I am still young and impressionable I’ll never get old, never I will respond to the strings that you pull I’m in your control If you say so