It's early spring
The grass is new
Oh, best friend
Where are you?
The kits are outside
Eager to play
Where am I?
Inside, wasting away
Mama says go,
Your friends are outside
I say no,
I'd rather stay here and hide
I feel so rejected
So scared and alone
I have no best friend
To call my own
Cettie has Electra
Plato has Vic
I'm all on my own
Feeling tired and sick
The night has falling
Sky now black, not blue
Oh, best friend
Where are you?
