eh. i dun wanna graduate. and nice lyrics sandra.
i shall post them here:
And that day we hugged each other and all promised to write,
we were crying and recalling every single fight.
I can't, can't see it as an oppurtunity,
I can only view it, as a misery.
When we each grow up and become different people,
will our teasing seem corny and our quarrelling fickle?
Will we still remember every name we gave each other,
will we recognise those like "sisters" and "brothers"?
If we each all go on, on our seperate ways,
Will we throw away the memories of our "altogether" days?
Would we, really write and ring and email too,
all that, would we really,really ever do?
And if we keep in touch, what would seriously take place,
when we meet, will we know another person's face?
Will we find that we have all changed and morphed too much,
will we recover and revive a long-buried grudge?
Still, now when we cry and sign in autograph books,
we don't know if we'll change our charcacter and also our looks.
but, this one thing that I know is that...
As we part ways,
we recall our days,
and the tears come
creating, that...haze...
Still, when we say goodbye,
it won't be a lie...
that our time together
proved us FRIENDS FOREVER...
Will we get an internship and become a reporter,
or turn into a chef, waiter or a designer?
Will we, turn into someone who is super-famous
Like Madonna, Angelina or that guy with Famous Amos?
And if so, will we flashback--will we even bother,
to remember our old friends, all those "friends forever".
Or will we, get caught up in the big big plans,
will we leave our old friends for the papparazzi and the fans?
I don't know if it will happen, I so sincerely hope not,
that the, memories of us will be left to rot...
and this is how it'll be...
As we part ways,
we recall our days.
And the tears come,
Creating, that...haze...
Still, when we say goodbye,
it won't be a lie.
that our time together,
proved us FRIENDS FOREVER...
Will we find a way to get through this horrible day,
will our tongues get tied and our hands like lumps of clay
I, never thought that it would come to an end,
I thought that we would never snap like a taut rubber band.
Once we step out there,things we'll have to bear,
Like never running back, sticking like a sharp tack.
Instead, we'll put on a brave front that is not an act,
and even though we're apart we'll still fight standing and attack.
One day maybe we will all be back together,
although that one day we might have to really wait forever.
But still, we will definitely know this thing....
(CHORUS 3X)

Joey. D=
BYE.