When in rage, I see you quietly sit,
I know papa, you're still a kid.
I see you tryin every clothe
To dress up for a casual party.
Blowing big dozes of smell;
Checking your facebook on your qwerty.
Relishing the aroma of maggi's smell;
Getting exited for chocos as well
And then when in some rage, I see you quietly sit,
I know papa, you're still a kid.
Treating every new guest with an elan;
And getting upset when they're going.
That smile at all the gifts;
Trusting every acquaintance you're having.
In the atmosphere of music your heart swells,
And in the air of cricket when you dwell.
And then when in some rage, I see you quietly sit,
I know papa, you're still a kid.
Every little thing turns you on;
While every conjugate makes you blown.
You show your obstinacy for all that is;
In that uncontrollable self, you're still half grown.
Amidst your buddies I see you laugh aloud;
You want us to stay away from that sound.
And then when in some rage, I see you quietly sit,
I know papa, you're still a kid.
And when I say something
And it frustrates you by;
While its conjugate may make you shy.
And when I receive those gifts
On every next name day;
On all Sabbath, you on your TV couch lay.
And when you wait for me to apologize,
After every single fight.
And then when in some rage, I see you quietly sit,
I know papa, you're still a kid.
Your peculiarities I see, they make me crazy.
How you want everything to be perfect, even in your fancy.
And then when in some rage, I see you quietly sit,
I know papa, you're still a kid.
For political stories you seem so concerned
You follow a hike with tender joy
At anna's strike you seemed to be in your youth;
It was fun to see you watch him with that coy.
When more than 1 spoonful of sugar your tea shouldn't have;
Your water if less or more than precisely mixed,
You screw us up, not considering us naive.
And then when in some rage, I see you quietly sit,
I know papa, you're still a kid.
On every event you dress up in plan
Your mustache and beard represent your favorite star.
From shoes to watches, you can name all brands;
And just like your favorite toy you treat your car.
Every festival you treat like a massive bash;
Like water, I see you flow your cash.
And then when in some rage, I see you quietly sit,
I know papa, you're still a kid.
For that tenderness of heart often makes me sway;
That child inside you grows smaller each day;
For your immaculate self I often do pray;
Oh mercy! let this innocence stay!
And after this reminisce you dunno I did,
Free yourself some more, open that lid.
And we'll fight; you in some rage will quietly sit,
I know papa,
I know, you're still a kid.
