Ten years ago you took me in How new and frightened I had been I remember walking through the door Feeling awkward and in need of nothing more Than to go home and stay Then a little blonde came walking my way Six years thereafter We were still together I had taken on a whole new role With a single main goal To be your protector Or as some said your surrogate mother Then in sixth grade you moved away We stopped being friends after that day Occasionally speaking as acquaintances do I had lost all I had had with you Two years ago I remember walking in the door And the same little blonde tackled me like before But I turned to see That you weren’t the girl that had left me And it suddenly hit me The innocent little blonde had grown to be A teenager still lacking greatly in maturity :) You’ve grown up my friend But not so much that there must be an end To my watching over you As I used to do Ten years ago you took me in And even now I can’t seen an end Though the roles are different now We will always be the same if the fates allow