My Old Friend and A book
My Old Friend
Under the spell of a book
She still had her mind... kind of
I would miss her, I do already
She's not the same
Act the same
Think the same
not all the way
I'll miss her
The real her
The boy oriented, fun, confused
girl
That was her
Under the spell of a book
She still had her mind... kind of
I would miss her, I do already
She's not the same
Act the same
Think the same
not all the way
I'll miss her
The real her
The boy oriented, fun, confused
girl
That was her
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