Thursday, April 10, 2008

The Move

In Honor Of My Switching To A New School: High School

One day as you’re sitting at home, your parents bring the news,
“Honey we are moving this next Tues.”
You think, what about my friends, teachers and school,
We had so much fun at the mall and at the pool.

You come to the new place, with no friends with you,
You realize that you have to start anew.
On your block there’s someone your age,
But you don’t know how to even come onto that page.
Then it comes to you in an instant,
From now on you won’t be at a distance.

Chorus: Because there’s something in the air called Friendship,
All you have to do is grab onto it.
With friends you’ll play, laugh and sing,
They’ll be coming to your new house with a ding-dong-ding.

Don’t forget you can always write,
To your old friends, or even take a flight.
So don’t say good-bye, just see you later,
I’ll talk to you later, Alligator. (Chorus)

As the months go by,
You realize with a happy sigh.
You’ve made lots of new friends now,
You say: How can I leave here, oh how?!?!”
You spend time and time again with your new buds,
And without thinking you know it’s because:
There’s something in the air called Friendship,
All you have to do is grab onto it.
With friends you’ll play, laugh and sing,
They’ll be coming to your new house with a ding-dong-ding.

Because there’s something in the air called Friendship,
All you have to do is grab on to it.