and here's a simple song.
It's neither right nor wrong,
it's where it should belong.
But someone will turn these words around,
it used to but now it won't bring me down
for i've grown accustomed to the way it is...
The way it is for me
may not be the way it is for you
but both of us have truths that we wish to hold
Which of us is right only time will tell.
If we never know, well then what the hell
for we'll have grown accustomed to the way we are...
Here's a simple song
for all my friends who
steered me clear of wrong.
Not my mother's types
but the ones i choose.
Sometimes we disagree,
sometimes we just don't see each other,
but realize, my friends, we are still close...