I should write something too, perhaps A sign of old age, I guess Not talking about you, around I mess An artist soul in you, I miss
I should write something too, perhaps A skinny boy in school, hot summer day Not a gram of sweat weighting him down All he ever want is brownie at Kathy's place
I should write something too, perhaps A skinny girl, book in her hand looking outside Now she knows school is almost over All the laughter will become a lost echo
I should write something too, perhaps A bunch of students line up at the hall way Next time is when will we be here again Ah, how can I forget the court we fly around
I should write something too, perhaps A mark to leave before I get too old Never the days to me, befriend Away and away too far ...la la la
I should write something too, perhaps
ReplyDeleteA sign of old age, I guess
Not talking about you, around I mess
An artist soul in you, I miss
I should write something too, perhaps
A skinny boy in school, hot summer day
Not a gram of sweat weighting him down
All he ever want is brownie at Kathy's place
I should write something too, perhaps
A skinny girl, book in her hand looking outside
Now she knows school is almost over
All the laughter will become a lost echo
I should write something too, perhaps
A bunch of students line up at the hall way
Next time is when will we be here again
Ah, how can I forget the court we fly around
I should write something too, perhaps
A mark to leave before I get too old
Never the days to me, befriend
Away and away too far ...la la la
jeet, i wish my English is good as half as yours!
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