You look pretty in your fancy dress But I detect unhappiness You never speak, so I have to guess You're not free Yeah, maybe when you're old enough You'll realize that you're not so tough And some days, the seas get rough You'll see You're too young to have it figured out You think you know what you're talking about You think it all will work itself out But we'll see When I was young, I thought I knew You probably think you know, too Do you? Well, do you? I was naive just like you I thought I knew exactly what I wanted to do Well, what you gonna do? What a fool And how've you gotten by so far Without a heading or visible star? No one knowing who you really are? They can't see What you gonna do? (What you gonna do?) What you gonna do now? What you gonna do? (What you gonna do?) What you gonna do now? What you gonna do? (What you gonna do?) What you gonna do now? What you gonna do? (What you gonna do?) What you gonna do now? What you gonna do now? The only way you'll ever learn a thing Is to admit that you know absolutely nothing Oh, nothing Think about this carefully You might not get another chance to speak freely Oh, freely Maybe when you're old enough Maybe when you're old enough Maybe when you're old enough You're not free Yeah, you're not free