Intro:        Her right hand closed the front porch door Suddenly a child no more All the ribbons all the bows in a box now on her closet floor Anxious for whats to come Afraid to leave a place she loves Shes not a woman not a girl Trying to find her place in this crazy world Meet a lover make a friend Try and figure out what this life really means After 17 (    ) Broken hearts and rusted dreams Sometimes make it hard to leave and Certainty is out of reach even with some self belief So she bites her lip and shows a smile Flips her hair and flaunts her style Shes not a woman not a girl Trying to find her place in this crazy world Meet a lover make a friend Try and figure out what this life really means After 17 Her memories she stowed away Pulls them out on rainy days And brand new faces take their place beside the ones that never fade Shes strong and fragile weak and smart Whatever the cost she plays the part Shes not a woman not a girl Trying to find her place in this crazy world Meet a lover make a friend 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