[Intro] C G C GC Her right hand closed the front porch doorF G Suddenly a child no moreC F G All the ribbons all the bows in a box now on her closet floorAm G Anxious for whats to comeF G Afraid to leave a place she lovesAm G Shes not a woman not a girlF G Trying to find her place in this crazy worldAm G Meet a lover make a friendF G Try and figure out what this life really means After 17( C G )C Broken hearts and rusted dreamsF G Sometimes make it hard to leave andC F G Certainty is out of reach even with some self beliefAm G So she bites her lip and shows a smileF G Flips her hair and flaunts her styleAm G Shes not a woman not a girlF G Trying to find her place in this crazy worldAm G Meet a lover make a friendF G Try and figure out what this life really means After 17C Her memories she stowed awayF G Pulls them out on rainy daysC F G And brand new faces take their place beside the ones that never fadeAm G Shes strong and fragile, weak and smartF G Whatever the cost she plays the partAm G Shes not a woman not a girlF G Trying to find her place in this crazy worldAm G Meet a lover make a friendF G F Try and figure out what this life really means After 17 Her right hand closed the front porch door And suddenly a child no more
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