Blue Bird of Happiness
It's funny, how the first precious gift you've given me
Had coincided with a certain song I keep hearing.
I always started dreaming of seeing you again,
After I made our friendship disappear for two years.
I went from crying tears of sadness to tears of gladness.
The skies and the seas are always my true blues,
Seas that were as deep as me missing you.
The sky is where the gift that came from you and flew away.
It came back to me spiritually, my old strength returned again.
My memories of me and you shall never end,
Because I know, that no matter where I go,
My blue bird of happiness will always show me the way back
To where we last left each other.
Now I truly feel that we are best friends for real.
Seems like we'll be friends forever, even if we're not,
Then I will always keep my most prized treasures.
Because you were one of my best friends.
Thank you, my friend for my blue bird of happiness.
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