The sky is blue
We lay on the ground
Memorizing of our past
Being the best friends
From our youngest days
The grass is so green
It helps to recall our memories
How we grew up on this field
Without seeing any boundaries
The sky is blue
But the clouds are white
So do we
And so do our parents
They don't understand
When two become so close
They become best friends
They need each other to survive
Love is so wonderful
When your lover knows everything
From your youngest years
What your soul looks like
The sky is blue
But the clouds are white
So do we
And so do our parents ......
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