Translation of Growing up by Daniel Bedingfield

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No-one told me
Growing up
Would be this hard, baby
No-one told me
Growing up
Would be this hard

I can see
I see you sitting down
Why canīt you be moving to the front
I can see
See I see you sitting down
Why canīt you be moving to the front
You told me thereīs a tomorrow
I donīt believe you
You told me that thereīs time to borrow
You never told me enough

No-one told me
Growing up
Would be this hard, baby
No-one told me
Growing up
Would be this hard

I can see
See I see you sitting down
Why canīt you, you be moving to the front
I can see
See I see you sitting down
Why canīt you be moving to the front

I am the voice of tomorrow
I make the future
So you tell me that Iīm supposed to follow
You never told me enough

No-one told me
Growing up
Would be this hard, baby
No-one told me
Growing up
Would be this hard

You see the pain I feel
Is this all youīve got to say to me
Please donīt preach to me
You taught me all you can
But youīve got no brain-scan
Your advice is no use to me

No-one told me
Growing up
Would be this hard, baby
No-one told me
Growing up
Would be this hard
Translate to:

No-one told me
Growing up
Would be this hard, baby
No-one told me
Growing up
Would be this hard

I can see
I see you sitting down
Why canīt you be moving to the front
I can see
See I see you sitting down
Why canīt you be moving to the front
You told me thereīs a tomorrow
I donīt believe you
You told me that thereīs time to borrow
You never told me enough

No-one told me
Growing up
Would be this hard, baby
No-one told me
Growing up
Would be this hard

I can see
See I see you sitting down
Why canīt you, you be moving to the front
I can see
See I see you sitting down
Why canīt you be moving to the front

I am the voice of tomorrow
I make the future
So you tell me that Iīm supposed to follow
You never told me enough

No-one told me
Growing up
Would be this hard, baby
No-one told me
Growing up
Would be this hard

You see the pain I feel
Is this all youīve got to say to me
Please donīt preach to me
You taught me all you can
But youīve got no brain-scan
Your advice is no use to me

No-one told me
Growing up
Would be this hard, baby
No-one told me
Growing up
Would be this hard