My friends, they sit and glare,
About who has the chance
To strike up something with him
Maybe a little romance

While I just stand by
An tears fall from my eyes
I know he'll never like me,
So why do I even try?

Jumping, leaping off the dock
My legs are frozen cold with shock

Coach says "Hurry, hurry, warm up quick"
I want to hit him with a stick

The sun shines bright into my eyes
Even before I attempt to try

To put my goggles on

Watch the sunrise soar up high,
Hurling sunbeams through the sky

Wonder if in years from now
To the sun, the moon will still bow


Hopping, dropping off the dock
Legs are frozen cold with shock

Son says hurry, then he swims so quick
I want to hit him with a stick

The sun shines bright into my eyes
Before I even attempt to try

To put my goggles on

Watch the sunrise soar up high
Tossing sunbeams through the sky

Know that now, in years from now
The moon will always bow
To the sun

I lost a friend and I lost a tooth,
The tooth had to go; the friend I couldn't lose
It was a wisdom tooth, with some decay,
It was a wise friendship, its strings began to fray,
The tooth couldn't be salvaged; the friendship stood a chance,
I chose to cut loose the tooth; cutting the friendship wasn't my stance
Like my tongue wiggles, at the place the tooth would be,
So mind tumbles, at all things my friend used to be

Wishing on the person you like
Is like wishing on that first star
in the East
Not sure if it is really yours
Or just your imagination