Fourteen

We were playing with your rabbits
We were feeding them some cabbage
You were telling me that you have a black and white cat
We took a walk to [something, possibly soc-hop]
We jumped rope and played hop scotch

All the things I wanted to say
Staring at your face and looking away
All the things I wanted to tell
But I couldn't [bad word] you
I couldn't [bad word] myself

It's not that you're bad, no
I just can't seem to let myself go

You see, to me, the best part of  is walking home, holding hands, after swimming in the lake
To me, the best part of love is when you say, you'll be my friend

We were wearing our pajamas
We were eating some bananas
I wanted to tell you how I want to be your pal

All the things I wanted to say
Staring at your face and looking away
Now it's too late