I think of friends, day and night.
The thoughts bring me much delight.
I was once a shy, bashful child.
Now I miss the social contact style.
No one should be locked away,
Not for months; not even a day.
I think of friends, day and night.
The thoughts bring me much delight.
I was once a shy, bashful child.
Now I miss the social contact style.
No one should be locked away,
Not for months; not even a day.