Big girls don't cry.

I hope you know, I hope you know,
that this has nothing to do with you.
It's personal, myself and I.
We've got some straightenin' out to do.
And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket,
but I've got to get a move on with my life.
It's time to be a big girl now,
And big girls don't cry.
Don't cry, Don't cry, Don't cry.

The path that I'm walking,
I must go alone.
I must take the baby steps 'til I'm full grown, full grown.
Fairytales don't always have a happy ending, do they?
And I foresee the dark ahead if I stay.


Like the little school mate in the school yard,
we'll play jacks and uno cards.
I'll be your best friend and you'll be my Valentine.
Yes you can hold my hand if you want to, 'cause I want to hold yours too.
We'll be playmates and lovers and share our secret worlds.
But it's time for me to go home.
It's getting late, dark outside.
I need to be with myself and center, clarity.
Peace, serenity.


[ Las chicas grandes no lloran. ]