Just Thirteen
When I was a girl of just thirteen
You were the king and I was the queen
When you held my hand under the stars
I was from Venus, you from Mars
I didn't know my left from right
I only knew that it felt right
When I was a girl of just thirteen
I didn't know what could have been
Naivety was good to you and me
Naivety was good to you and me
You were a boy of just fourteen
Hanging on my trampoline
You were the bounce that carried on
So long after you were gone
I was a catchand you had a rod
You had headphones, I had an ipod
You were a boy of just fourteen
It was all it could have been
Naivety was good to you and me
Naivety was good to you and me
Naivety was good to you and me
Naivety was good to you and me
Naivety was good to you and me
Naivety was good to you and me
I know I'll always be that girl
You'll be the oyster, I'll be the pearl
You were the first that took my heart
You're the strawberry in my tart
I know that when I'm old and grey
I won't forget those teenage days
When I was a girl of just thirteen
Not grown up just in between
Apenas Trece
Cuando era una niña de apenas trece
Tú eras el rey y yo era la reina
Cuando tomabas mi mano bajo las estrellas
Yo era de Venus, tú de Marte
No sabía mi izquierda de mi derecha
Solo sabía que se sentía bien
Cuando era una niña de apenas trece
No sabía qué podría haber sido
La ingenuidad nos favorecía a ti y a mí
La ingenuidad nos favorecía a ti y a mí
Eras un chico de apenas catorce
Colgado en mi cama elástica
Eras el rebote que continuaba
Mucho tiempo después de que te fueras
Yo era un premio y tú tenías una caña
Tú tenías auriculares, yo tenía un ipod
Eras un chico de apenas catorce
Era todo lo que podría haber sido
La ingenuidad nos favorecía a ti y a mí
La ingenuidad nos favorecía a ti y a mí
La ingenuidad nos favorecía a ti y a mí
La ingenuidad nos favorecía a ti y a mí
La ingenuidad nos favorecía a ti y a mí
La ingenuidad nos favorecía a ti y a mí
Sé que siempre seré esa niña
Tú serás la ostra, yo seré la perla
Fuiste el primero que tomó mi corazón
Eres la fresa en mi tarta
Sé que cuando sea vieja y gris
No olvidaré esos días de adolescencia
Cuando era una niña de apenas trece
No completamente adulta, solo en medio
Escrita por: Helen Austin