I saw her during recess
And then again at lunch
I kinda liked to tease her
I'd always dodge her punch
I said I didn't like her
But it wasn't true
I liked to be around her
Without her I was blue
Then at lunch, we'd sit together
With our lunches made
From our caring mothers
Damn I miss first grade
I'm living in my little world.
I'm happy there, it's okay.
It's much more fun tha
I like to blaze new trails
on the road to nowhere.
On a journey through time,
The touch of your hand,
The smell of your hair,
The naughtiness in your smile,
Because She Was My Best Friend
Together we would laugh, together we would cry,
With each other, we'd never be shy.
It's unbranded and unclaimed,
Elusive and in vain.
It ebbs and it flows,
I Wished For Your Love On A Shooting Star
I wished for your love on a shooting star
and didn't think my wish would get too far.
I opened my eyes
I looked to the sky
the birds were singing and whistling by
Forgive me, my friend,
If I ever ask about it,
The long-distance and parting,
Do I love you?
Look into my eyes.
The shine you see is the light of my soul.
A bunch of flowers,
A homemade cake,
That special gift,
A birthday steak.
