Happy and Free

by stewart   Jul 16, 2007


Black is black
White is white
I remember how we use to fight
I would run you would hide
But always in me you confide
You were the world when i was there
You stuck seven cans of moose in my hair
Now you're grown up and now going to marry
I am happy for you, really, very
But there is something I must say
That I always loved you everyday
I don't know for what reason I did it
But i left you and now I'm the idiot
I'm not asking you to come back to me
But all I want is for you to be happy and free

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