Hollow Godric. Portraits. Lakeside Friends. Zeneszám

Hey, friend, class is done
Down the stairs we run
Out those doors and cross the grounds
To the lakeside ripe the laughter
Warm with sun
Here we while away our days
Like the blossoms in springtime we grow
Trees are not books yet, just friends who give shade
But they?re just as important to know
They?re friends?
Like the wind and the water
On days just like these
They?re some of the best friends I know