Two or three, maybe four
Not much more numbers my close friends
And I know we will be just as close Far past lives end
Though they're not as close distance wise
We are still in each others lives
By the way should you see one of them
Tell him I am having a grand time
Everydays beautiful bright and clear
Everywhere sunshines
Somethings given up where somethings found
But at times I long to hear their sounds
Yes indeed people are definitely what it's about
And this is something we should never doubt
Someone's calling you, calling me
And it's selfish yourself to keep
