I wish I could meet, every one
In front of a face that's nearer
Nearer than before
But now I'm speaking out
I feel like my head is high
I'm still thinking, thinking about my friends
Meet them all over again
I hear music and it sounds like bells
I try to make myself clear
Meet them all over again
Not this close before
In my garden moments
I feel like sitting down but
Everyone's up in my room
Bring them up to my room
Not this close before
Speaking about my friends
It is, is a million years ago
Than it's ever been before
Now I'm speaking out
And now, now I'm busy, busy again