Its not...yesterday...anymore
I go visiting, I talk loud
I try to make myself clear

In front...of a face...thats nearer
Than its ever been before
Not this close before

Nearer than before
Not this close before


It is...is a million...years ago
I hear music...and it sounds like bells
I feel like my head is high

I wish...i could meet...every one
Meet them all over again
Bring them up to my room

Meet them all over again
Everyones up in my room


And now...now Im busy...busy again
I feel like sitting down but
Im still thinking...thinking about my friends

In my garden...moments
But now Im speaking out
Speaking about my friends

Now Im speaking out
Thinking about my friends