These grass stains on my knees, they won't mean a thing..
True, young boys must grow into big boys, but not through corruption, I don't think so anyway. It's getting late and I need some sleep, I just thought I'd put my two cents in before bed.
Oh, and I was so happy to see you two.
Oh, and jealousy is stupid, concentrate on the bliss.
What a brilliant star you are..
...and will your love keep burning baby?

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