Thinking back to my days of being wild.
And so I am telling my kids: let never anyone change your mind, but yourself!
As tears go by again, I enjoy how much I cry.
Always in the mood for love, I think about my role.
I can be, whomever you need.
A friend, a lover, a fiend or an artist at your feet.
Just never accept me into your rouges gallery of looser and suckers.
I am too old to be stupid and too young to be broken.
And I will always remind you: you are great in all your ways!