We walk the path that runs the thing called love,
We never know where it goes till we’re there,
Everything I do, will it ever be enough,
I want to know what you feel, I do care.
We go through life wondering how it ends,
What we do know is the line is not straight,
It twists and turns, it weaves and bends,
We won’t know what life’s for until our fate.
We drive down the road that we call friendship,
We stick together when we do dumb stuff,
There comes a time when we must board that ship,
The one that says making friends isn’t tough.
Now we have the bond we have been sewing,
We won’t stop there; we’ll just keep on going.
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