I Am a Child

I am a child, I’ll last a while
You can’t conceive of the pleasure in my smile
You hold my hand, rough up my hair
It’s lots of fun to have you there
God gave to you now you give to me
I’d like to know what you learned
The sky is blue now and so is the sea
What is the colour, when black is brown?
What is the colour?
You are a man, you understand
You pick me up and you lay me down again.
You make the rules, you say what’s fair