We are growing up.

We're gonna leave our tree house,
We'll never sleep with our teddy bear anymore,
We'll miss the breakfast,
We'll forget the time when we eat our lunch,
We'll always late for dinner.

And when we're home, we'll just say... "Everybody, I'm home".
No more talking about the things with your Mom.
No more sharing about the latest games with your Brother.
No more asking for the money and stuff with your Dad.

It's growing up, young lady.

You'll never hug the same teddy bear,
once you throw it away, it will never be yours anymore.
You can't buy the same teddy bear like you ever had.
But, you can find another teddy bear.
Or....
You decide to live your life without it.

Sooner or later,
For the better or worse,
We'll leave this town,
the dreams have been waiting to be chased.
We'll put the good and bad memories in the deepest part of our hearts,
move on,
build the new life,
and...
say good bye.