Ｓｅａｓｏｎ ｉｎ ｔｈｅ ｓｕｎ
Goodbye to you my trusted friend
We’ve know each other since we were nine or ten
Together we’ve climbed hills and trees
Learned of love and ABC’s
Skinned our hearts and
Skinned our knees
Goodbye my friend it’s hard to die
But all the birds are singing in the sky
Now...
