1998
Dear Kyder,
Im now seven years old. I starts second grade next year. I made a lot o friends in first grade. I don't know why I was so scared it was silly. My mommy got me a new bicikle it's red. That's my knew favorite color you know dat? It always remind me of your eyes. I wear your ring around my neck cuz its to big for my fingers. Can you see me? Do you miss me too? I wish you would come back soon... I miss you so much.
Love Ryan
Oh yeah, I'll tell you something,
I think you'll understand.
When I'll say that something
I want to hold your hand,
I want to hold your hand,
I want to hold your hand.
Oh please, say to me
You'll let me be your man
And please, say to me
You'll let me hold your hand.
Now let me hold your hand,
I want to hold your hand.
And when I touch you I feel happy inside.
It's such a feeling that my love
I can't hide, I can't hide, I can't hide.
Yeah, you've got that something,
I think you'll understand.
When I'll say that something
I want to hold your hand,
I want to hold your hand,
I want to hold your hand.
And when I touch you I feel happy inside.
It's such a feeling that my love
I can't hide, I can't hide, I can't hide.
Yeh, you've got that something,
I think you'll understand.
When I'll feel that something
I want to hold your hand,
I want to hold your hand,
I want to hold your hand.
