Lyrics

You got back a month ago from your latest attempt to build hope in the third world
I'm not surprised to see you home so soon
Mary-Anne I love you so; you're a dreamer, a teacher, a traveller, a good soul
I have to say I'm not impressed

You stay up late and get out of bed late
Beneath that smile on your face you must
Hate this life that you're only living 'cause you're scared when they say
"Mary-Anne, you're growing old"

Why can't you just settle down in a nice little house in the safe part of town?
Tell me again why that's so wrong for you
Mary-Anne I worry so; such a beautiful girl, you don't have to be alone
It's time to tell your dreams to grow up

You stay up late and get out of bed late
Beneath that smile on your face you must
Hate this life that you're only living 'cause you're scared when they say
"Mary-Anne, you're growing old"

What am I supposed to say? Should I let you hope your life away?
I'm gonna smash your rose-coloured mirror, pull your hands from your ears
Let me in, I'm here to save you

Mary-Anne, I understand you're afraid 'cause you feel that your fate's out of your hands
I knew your aunt back when she died. Now you're past that age

So you stay up late and get out of bed late
Beneath that smile on your face you must
Hate this life that you're only living 'cause you're scared when they say
"Mary-Anne, you're growing old"