Precious - Aslan

You’re eighteen and you’re old enough

Do what you wanna do

You’re eighteen and you’re old enough

Don’t have to listen to you

No you ain’t no child no more

Now you’re out there on your own

No you ain’t worthwhile nomore

Now you’re feeling all alone

Tell me do you feel

That what’s going on is real

Or what’s really going on

Simply make-believe?

You are what you are

You’re not me

I am what you think I am

And I’m all you’ll ever want me to be

Words just don’t come into this

Especially when there’s none

It’s like a river running backwards

It just goes on and on and on

Tell me do you feel

That what’s going on is real

Or what’s really going on

Simply make-believe?

Precious, so precious

Just like a stone thrown into the crowd

But there’s no-one there to catch us

No-one

It’s just games in your imagination

With some strange situations

Diamonds in a goldmine

Or the backstreets that make you feel fine

Tell me do you feel

That what’s going on is real

Or what’s really going on

Simply make-believe?

Precious, so precious

Just like a stone thrown into the crowd

But there’s no-one there to catch us

Precious, yeah

Are you precious now you’re older?

So precious

So precious

Are you precious now you’re older?