Now the time has come to say goodbyenAnd I leave before I start to crynNothing happening 'round here no morenGonna leave through my little red doornnBack in school when we were young and freenNot a thing would upset you or menNow I feel my heart it beats so softnAs I leave through my little red doornnBut growing up is very hard to donBut don't let all that growing smother younnAll the time you needed is now gonenAll that's left is happy playground songsnThat you will song no morennNow it seems if you're not settled downnWith a house and children running 'roundnPeople wonder what you should be doin'nAnd they think you live your life in ruinnnBut growing up is very hard to donBut don't let all that growing smother younnAll the time you needed is now gonenAll that's left is happy playground songsnThat you will song no morennNow the time has come to say goodbyenNothing happening 'round here no morenGonna leave through my little red door