Growing Up
Childhood friends on the playground;
Playing in the sand finding gems;
Getting ourselves dirty for no reason;
Becoming our own superheroes.
Playing in the sand finding gems;
Having feelings I don’t understand;
Becoming our own superheroes;
Locking eyes and holding hands.
Having feelings I don’t understand;
Wanting more than to just be friends;
Locking eyes and holding hands;
Realizing we’re each other’s gems.
Playing in the sand finding gems;
Locking eyes and holding hands;
Wanting more than to just be friends;
Realizing we’re each other’s gems.
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