I Grant You

I Grant You - Tanita Tikaram

When we were young and you pretended

You were almost bothered as me

Does it make you sad

Almost sorry as me

When we were young and you pretended

That the world was ours - how we see

Does it make you sad

And make you sorry

Almost sorry as me

I grant you

Time can make a fool of all of us

These words once mine - hang on hang on

And yet they don't belong

Mmm they don't belong

Now we get old and youve defended

All the world as it likes to be

Does it make you sad

Does it make you sorry

Almost sorry for me

Can you get lost inside a feeling

Does you almost feel for me

Does it make you sad

And make you sorry

Almost sorry for me

I grant you

Shine and scare the fool inside of us

These words once mine drag on drag on

And yet they do belong

Mmm they do belong

When we were young - and you were grounded

Didnt you ever want to go free

Soes it make you sad

And make you sorry

You're not a fool like me

When we were young - and we were running

Didnt you ever want to run free

Didnt it make you sad

And make you sorry

To wander whio you are

I grant you are

I grant you