Song for Benjamin Katz.
I hope you never lose your youthful spark
Like that old boy I knew, crying in the dark
I hope you never want to live apart
And I hope the chocolate always rots your heart
Cos you and I have been so close
Since your mother left
When you were so young
Still you remember her quite fondly
And I don't
We dye our hair bright red
Mine's turning white, you know
What little I've got left
We have our frozen dinners, breakfast in bed
You make me laugh so hard I get out of breath
And we call 1800- numbers
We watch movie marathons
And if we always eat in front of the TV
Will you always be my Peter Pan?
A boy
A bike
And a heart so full
A mum
And a dad
And a little stuffed bull
