Back through all the years I weave Fighting hard just to breath, Through those good old days and our awkward teenage ways. Giggling over anything crude You were part of the Brennan Brood and I the one and only Walker or as you said, the Hatfield stalker! Sleepovers at yours were the best We didn't get much rest, Watching Ghost Watch scared us silly and giggling words like boobs and willy We sang a Titanic mix tape our voices seriously out of shape But still we sang with all our might Lovin' Leo just felt so right! One day we baked a cake And into sudden song you break Singing 'Sugar, miiilk, eggssss and floour'! For me, this was your finest hour! - I can't seem to say goodbye I push away the urge to cry I can't believe this is the end and I miss you already my old friend.