Carrying your blue and yellow painting in the air you are crossing the morning, and the early streetlights shine in threes down onto your hair, on the weekend, on the Saturday of the recital, and the end of the fall.
I hope the sun will shine. I hope that you will say if I can be a friend to you, be a friend sometime.
Carried over traffic you are lifted over cars, over the weather, altogether you are held high, you are traveling far, on the morning, with bells sending up songs of forgiveness, righting every wrong.
I hope the sun will shine. I hope that you will say if I can be a friend to you, be a friend sometime. The year has been up and down. I hope this is a new day now, to let the love that's here lift us from the ground.
I'm missing you, please come by. I hope that you will say if I can be a friend to you, as you have been mine. The year has been up and down. I hope this is a new day now, to let the love that's here lift us from the ground.