The wooden birds - Folly cub lyrics

When you were younger you were as shy as the night Won't skirt your hands they're folded behind But I'm a be okay, I'm a be okay But if you were lonely it was only for fun You never wondered where the real ones run Now your trying your foot out Stretching your shirt out You couldn't hold ya, You're getting older You've got to leave it, they'll believe it People are neater, the gra** is greener Like an animal astray from the wood You saw the city and you thought it was good But I'm a be okay, I'm a be better than okay Cause all the things nobody told you about Well, now you're older and you're finding them out What's really love? For a folly cub