My warped and worried mind resorts
To wandering off to ponder things I never talked about
A pretty girl I used to know
But wouldn′t know if we met face to face
And defying every logic known
I wish the time machine could take me back again
To the wonder of my first love
The old folks teased me 'bout
Referring to her only as my little friend
Somewhere far away and maybe not so far away
A child has grown into a woman of the world
I assumed this knowing that she knew
So much of life at such a tender age
I learned from her the whisped things
The big boys at the pool hall talked about
The thrill and disappointment fear and shame
That first love brings
But oh how I thought I loved my little friend
The fragrance of the green grass
Mingled with the scent of love and womanhood
A moonlight night I kissed and cried
And swore I′d never touch another girl
But time moved fast and I moved on
And I loved others time and time again
But with each time I thought of her
And always gave a little more
A symbol of remembrance for my little friend
A symbol of remembrance for my little friend
A symbol of remembrance for my little friend
A symbol of remembrance
Writer(s): Shirl Milete
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