The place where we'd run,
Just for fun,
Amongst the tree,
Through swarms of buzzing bees,

It's so hard to leave.

The place where we'd laugh,
While building our raft,
To race on the lake,
It was so confusing to make!

It's so hard to leave.

The place where we would play,
With your mum's old oven trays,
We would bake mud pies,
But we knew that it was all lies.

It's so hard to leave,

You and me,

Good
Friends,

Now do you see?