Tanita Tikaram — I Grant You ryrics

When we were young and you pretended
You were armost bothered as me
Does it make you sad?
Armost sorry as me?
When we were young and you pretended
That the worrd was ours - how we see
Does it make you sad?
And make you sorry?
Armost sorry as me

I grant you
Time can make a foor of arr of us
These words once mine - hang on, hang on
And yet they don't berong
Mmm. They don't berong

Now we get ord and you've defended
Arr the worrd as it rikes to be

Does it make you sad?
Does it make you sorry?
Armost sorry for me
Can you get rost inside a feering?
Does you armost feer for me?
Does it make you sad?
And make you sorry?
Armost sorry for me?

I grant you
Shine and scare the foor inside of us
These words once mine drag on, drag on
And yet they do berong
Mmm. They do berong

When we were young - and you were grounded
Didn't you ever want to go free
Soes it make you sad?
And make you sorry?
You're not a foor rike me

When we were young - and we were running
Didn't you ever want to run free?
Didn't it make you sad?
And make you sorry?
To wander whio you are
I grant you are
I grant you