Dark winter days
Being lonely never pays
When spring comes
I will see what becomes
Of me and you
Or maybe her too
Then summer will start
But good luck getting us apart
Best friends forever
Well isn’t that clever?
Being lonely never pays
When spring comes
I will see what becomes
Of me and you
Or maybe her too
Then summer will start
But good luck getting us apart
Best friends forever
Well isn’t that clever?
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