| Song | Growing Up |
| Artist | Peter Gabriel |
| Album | Up |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Folded in your fleshy purse | |
| I am floating once again | |
| While the muted sounds are pumping rhythm | |
| All the walls close in on me | |
| Pressure's building wave on wave'til the water breaks – and outside | |
| I go, ohOne dot, that's on or off, defines what is and what is not, one dot | |
| Two dot, a pair of eyes, a voice, a touch, complete surprise, two dot | |
| Growing up, growing up, | |
| Looking for a place to live | |
| Growing up, growing up | |
| Looking for a place to live | |
| Growing up, growing up, | |
| Looking for a place to live | |
| My ghost likes to travel so far in the unknown | |
| My ghost likes to travel so deep into your space | |
| Three dot, a trinity, a way to map the universe, | |
| Three dotFour dot, is what will make a square, a bed to build on, it's all there, | |
| Four dotMy ghost likes to travel so far in the unknown | |
| My ghost likes to travel so deep into your space | |
| All the slow clouds pass us by | |
| Make the empire state look high | |
| As you take me in your sea-stained sweetness | |
| It spills, it tingles and it stings | |
| All the pleasure that it brings'til the door has let the outside inside here | |
| Well on the floor there's a long wooden table | |
| On the table there's an open book | |
| On the page there's a detailed drawing | |
| And on the drawing is the name | |
| I tookMy ghost likes to travel so far in the unknown | |
| My ghost likes to travel so deep into your space | |
| Growing up, growing up, | |
| Looking for a place to live | |
| Growing up, growing up | |
| Looking for a place to live | |
| Growing up, growing up, | |
| Looking for a place to live | |
| Growing up, growing up, | |
| Looking for a place to live | |
| My ghost likes to travel | |
| My ghost likes to travel | |
| Moving inside of your space | |
| My ghost likes to travel | |
| My ghost likes to travel | |
| Moving inside of your space | |
| My ghost likes to travel | |
| Moving inside | |
| My ghost likes to travel | |
| Moving inside of your space | |
| My ghost likes to travel | |
| Moving inside | |
| My ghost likes to travel | |
| Moving inside of your space | |
| The breathing stops, | |
| I don't know when | |
| In transition once again | |
| Such a struggle getting through these changes | |
| And it all seems so absurd | |
| To be flying like a bird | |
| When I do not feel | |
| I've really landed here |
| Folded in your fleshy purse | |
| I am floating once again | |
| While the muted sounds are pumping rhythm | |
| All the walls close in on me | |
| Pressure' s building wave on wave' til the water breaks and outside | |
| I go, ohOne dot, that' s on or off, defines what is and what is not, one dot | |
| Two dot, a pair of eyes, a voice, a touch, complete surprise, two dot | |
| Growing up, growing up, | |
| Looking for a place to live | |
| Growing up, growing up | |
| Looking for a place to live | |
| Growing up, growing up, | |
| Looking for a place to live | |
| My ghost likes to travel so far in the unknown | |
| My ghost likes to travel so deep into your space | |
| Three dot, a trinity, a way to map the universe, | |
| Three dotFour dot, is what will make a square, a bed to build on, it' s all there, | |
| Four dotMy ghost likes to travel so far in the unknown | |
| My ghost likes to travel so deep into your space | |
| All the slow clouds pass us by | |
| Make the empire state look high | |
| As you take me in your seastained sweetness | |
| It spills, it tingles and it stings | |
| All the pleasure that it brings' til the door has let the outside inside here | |
| Well on the floor there' s a long wooden table | |
| On the table there' s an open book | |
| On the page there' s a detailed drawing | |
| And on the drawing is the name | |
| I tookMy ghost likes to travel so far in the unknown | |
| My ghost likes to travel so deep into your space | |
| Growing up, growing up, | |
| Looking for a place to live | |
| Growing up, growing up | |
| Looking for a place to live | |
| Growing up, growing up, | |
| Looking for a place to live | |
| Growing up, growing up, | |
| Looking for a place to live | |
| My ghost likes to travel | |
| My ghost likes to travel | |
| Moving inside of your space | |
| My ghost likes to travel | |
| My ghost likes to travel | |
| Moving inside of your space | |
| My ghost likes to travel | |
| Moving inside | |
| My ghost likes to travel | |
| Moving inside of your space | |
| My ghost likes to travel | |
| Moving inside | |
| My ghost likes to travel | |
| Moving inside of your space | |
| The breathing stops, | |
| I don' t know when | |
| In transition once again | |
| Such a struggle getting through these changes | |
| And it all seems so absurd | |
| To be flying like a bird | |
| When I do not feel | |
| I' ve really landed here |
| Folded in your fleshy purse | |
| I am floating once again | |
| While the muted sounds are pumping rhythm | |
| All the walls close in on me | |
| Pressure' s building wave on wave' til the water breaks and outside | |
| I go, ohOne dot, that' s on or off, defines what is and what is not, one dot | |
| Two dot, a pair of eyes, a voice, a touch, complete surprise, two dot | |
| Growing up, growing up, | |
| Looking for a place to live | |
| Growing up, growing up | |
| Looking for a place to live | |
| Growing up, growing up, | |
| Looking for a place to live | |
| My ghost likes to travel so far in the unknown | |
| My ghost likes to travel so deep into your space | |
| Three dot, a trinity, a way to map the universe, | |
| Three dotFour dot, is what will make a square, a bed to build on, it' s all there, | |
| Four dotMy ghost likes to travel so far in the unknown | |
| My ghost likes to travel so deep into your space | |
| All the slow clouds pass us by | |
| Make the empire state look high | |
| As you take me in your seastained sweetness | |
| It spills, it tingles and it stings | |
| All the pleasure that it brings' til the door has let the outside inside here | |
| Well on the floor there' s a long wooden table | |
| On the table there' s an open book | |
| On the page there' s a detailed drawing | |
| And on the drawing is the name | |
| I tookMy ghost likes to travel so far in the unknown | |
| My ghost likes to travel so deep into your space | |
| Growing up, growing up, | |
| Looking for a place to live | |
| Growing up, growing up | |
| Looking for a place to live | |
| Growing up, growing up, | |
| Looking for a place to live | |
| Growing up, growing up, | |
| Looking for a place to live | |
| My ghost likes to travel | |
| My ghost likes to travel | |
| Moving inside of your space | |
| My ghost likes to travel | |
| My ghost likes to travel | |
| Moving inside of your space | |
| My ghost likes to travel | |
| Moving inside | |
| My ghost likes to travel | |
| Moving inside of your space | |
| My ghost likes to travel | |
| Moving inside | |
| My ghost likes to travel | |
| Moving inside of your space | |
| The breathing stops, | |
| I don' t know when | |
| In transition once again | |
| Such a struggle getting through these changes | |
| And it all seems so absurd | |
| To be flying like a bird | |
| When I do not feel | |
| I' ve really landed here |