Its not...yesterday...anymore
I go visiting, I talk loud
I try to make myself clear
In front...of a face...thats nearer
Than its ever been before
Not this close before
Nearer than before
Not this close before

It is...is a million...years ago
I hear music...and it sounds like bells
I feel like my head is high
I wish...i could meet...every one
Meet them all over again
Bring them up to my room
Meet them all over again
Everyones up in my room

And now...now Im busy...busy again
I feel like sitting down but
Im still thinking...thinking about my friends
In my garden...moments
But now Im speaking out
Speaking about my friends
Now Im speaking out
Thinking about my friends