Snufkin and Little My.

we stick together like Snufkin and Little My,

as the time passed by,

and you moved and i stayed,

we never unstuck.

when spring came back,

we would walk and talk all day,

swing at the park and sing songs.

and when we'd walk from school,

we'd pass by on the bridge overlooking the highway,

we'd race random kids that we absolutely hated.

no matter how much i was rude to you,

or how much you were rude to me,

because of everything we were going through,

we stuck by each others side,

like Snufkin and Little My.

like Snufkin and Little My,

you listen to my sweet tunes from my sweet flute,

sitting on the curb outside your now old and worn down home.

like Snufkin and Little My, 

we admired the beauty,

the beauty of snow,

the beauty of the falling autumn leaves,

the beauty of the vines,

and the beauty of the sky. 

like Snufkin and Little My,

we are opposites.

but like Snufkin and Little My,

we'll be friends until we die.