All my life I’ve had just one, remarkable friend.
He follows me around all day,
And we have so much fun when we play,
Even though, each night, he must go away.

Oh, how amazing it is to have such a special friend!
Every morning, he’ll stretch himself out- tall and thin-
But by noon he’ll be so short that I can hardly see him.
Whenever he looks all weird, I can’t keep away a grin.

If there’s one thing I’ve learned about my wonderful friend
Over the years, it’s that he’s afraid of the dark.
He won’t join me in the shade of a tree at the park,
Even if, in its branches, there sits a lovely horned lark.

I really do love my dear, precious friend,
But, alone, in the dead of night,
When fear has hidden me far away from the light,
I can’t help but long for someone to hold me tight.

Mother constantly tells me to make a real friend,
But when I tell her I have, she always yells at me.
I don’t understand why she can’t just leave me be.
Is one friend not enough? Do I need two? Three?

Do you know why, friend?
Why I feel so empty, so bitter and tart?
Why there seems to be an unfillable hole in my heart
That only grows with each passing day, tearing me apart?

I wonder if this is only a dream, friend,
A childish fantasy conjured within my mind.
If so, perhaps it’s the truth I must find,
So that I’ll not be forever lost and blind.

I believe it’s time I said goodbye, friend.
I will never forget all the splendid days we spent together,
And I know you’ll never truly leave me ever,
But I must move forward, I must cut the tether.