Texty: Brutal Youth. Spill Your Guts. Artful.

Every night when I come home I hope you'll be there
Every day when I wake up I'm so glad to see you
Sometimes when I don't tell you just how much you really mean
I start to worry you'll forget that I love you.
The whole world shines In your brown eyes
I'll promise you, you promise me we will stay free we will stay true
Loyal companion,
please believe me when I say you're my best friend.