Sitting here alone
Not knowing what to do
I see my guitar on the wall
There's nobody home
Except me and you
And I really don't want to play ball
I know I know
Let's make up a song
A song about being friends
One thing that I know
We could never go wrong
As long as we're friends to the end
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem