If you were here,
would you tell me you loved me...

Never have i encountered,
such a wonder friend as you...

The first time,
you looked at me...

People say,
true loves not real...

Age is a number yes it is true,
counting the years...

Pigs go oink,
and cows go moo...

You are gone,
and i miss you...

My friend,
do you know me...

Many people say,
that you are not unique...

As He carried the cross,
We laughed and snared...

The fact that you,
Can keep your faith...

Walking down a crowded street,
Looking at the many things...