Good-Bye My Dear Friend
On my way to science
I dug up an old tape
A story and an interesting past
No more religion
No more midnight regret
Now when I look back
Ripples of yesterday
Carefree summer paths
On Geneva Lake
I see a smiling face
With moonlight on your back
My heart had reluctantly said
Good-bye dear friend
Memory has come to an end
Written by JerSki BjorkSen
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