Oh my sweet companion
You should leave me behind
I’m sewn to this harp, and I’m rotting
Waiting for the band to support my lifestyle
And I can’t wait to see what you grow up to be
When you grow up
Oh my sweet companion
You should leave me behind
I’m sewn to this harp, and I’m rotting
Waiting for the band to support my lifestyle
And I can’t wait to see what you grow up to be
When you grow up