He broke my ukulele string
I said oh what a silly thing
He is a silly thing
I don't love him
But I love him
We are practically the same spirit
Only we chose different covers
He left to Chicago for the summer
He's like my own brother
In my head I say how dare he
But in my eyes I said he needs it
Im not use to good company
So he means everything to me
Not like in a lovey dovey way
In a sister needs her brother kinda way
Sitting alone was more than just sitting
Alone when he was right up stairs
He understood me
And I understood him
Will he be the same?
I really hope so