• But I don’t always think of you
    Or how fun and wonderful,
    Life would be,
    If just you and me,
    Or how I am fond of you as you to me,
    Nor do I always think of how gracefully,
    Life would be,
    If just you and me.
    The bats will sing like the birds,
    and the birds will hang upside-down.
    The bears will dance all the time,
    And oh the evening sky.
    With hand in hand,
    And eye to eye,
    Feels like a dream I’ve had.
    How I’ve been longing for this wish
    But now I could simply die.
    Like I said I don’t always think of you ever so close to me.
    Need not to tell you but I have my own life to be.