 | 2001Tommarow the sky might fall You're name I'll call The world might stop spinning But I'll hear you singing A storm my hit but with your smile the room will be lit When I was little I dreamed of a friend to whom secreat messages I could send The one who would do my hair In my big comfy chair We would tell stories And sit in the sun with no worries Thanks for being a friend On you I would always depend But now I'm going away Please remian this way When we return we will be changed And our lives rearanged But we're always the class of 2001  |
