She's got that long, silky brown hair
She just looks good in whatever she wears
And knows it too well
She smiles and giggles about everything
Even the things that don't mean anything
Her mind needs time to grow
She's only sixteen,
she's only sixteen Still deciding what to wear to school
She's only sixteen,
she's only sixteen Too young to love,
too young for love
She goes out to make out with boys every
night She cried when one of her rabbits died
The phone keeps beeping,
always beeping She dreams about things when she looks at the stars
So many places and all of them far away from her home
She's only sixteen,
she's only sixteen Too young for love,
still deciding what to
say to you
If he really,
really is the one
Then he'll be back,
back in the morn
If he really,
really wants to stay Then he might stand,
stand in your way
Too young to love, too young for love Still
deciding what to wear to school
She's only sixteen,
too young for love Too young to love
Seasons have come and people have changed That little girl
has gone away a little too soon
But I'll be over
later tonight I know exactly the wine that you like
I
will toast to her