Sometimes I wish we could go
Back to our childhood days.
Yet here we are, both of us grown,
With busy lives and out on our own.
Things change, but you'll always be
My cousin, my friend, and loved by me.
Back to our childhood days.
Yet here we are, both of us grown,
With busy lives and out on our own.
Things change, but you'll always be
My cousin, my friend, and loved by me.
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