Its the last day of school
And 3:30s drawing near
I sit in my desk and wonder about next year
I'm going to a place where a uniforms required
Shes going to a place where makeups part of the attire
As I look around @ her drowsy face
I think about the times I had @ this place
The lunches, the playground, and all those toys
The swing set, the monkey bars, and all those boys
My thoughts are interrupted by the bell
Whats coming next? Only time will tell.
