It’s a shame that it is ending
It’s like I dream, so weakening
I guess I slept too long
I woke only to find you gone

It’s a shame I lost a friend
Broken things are hard to mend
I guess you have no need
No hunger I can feed

No one so lonely goes to sleep
Their eyes won’t close and they can’t eat
And who am I to suppose
That you do any one of those?

It cures the heart of the disease
It drowns every need to please
I guess you did me one good
I did care way more than I should

No one so lonely runs away
They cling, hold tightly until you stay
And who am I to suppose
That you’d do anyone of those?

I guess I’m optimistic

I guess I’m hopeful

I guess I’m just friendly, and you don’t need a friend

I guess

I guess

I guess

The end