Everyday when I saw you,
Always welcoming people with open arms...
For all the things you showed me
For everything you said...
As this last drop leaves my pen
I don't know when we'll meet again...
My heart bleeds for you,
Cut it out...
I hope your happy with what you've done
Is hurting me is what you consider fun...
The gift of information,
Of knowledge and beloved clues...
May not always know
what to say...
Here am I
There are you...
I hate the way you cling so tight
and not want to let me go...
Passing time is not enough
To dampen such a light...
I have a faithful friend
his name is Elijah Moishe...
Some people seem to have
a lot of luck in their lives...