However I miss my long locks. We knew this day would come.
But HEY hair grows!
Hair, hair, come and stay. Dont leave me hangin another day.
We had good times. This is true.
I feel so lost, without you.
I cut you off. For change of pace.
Sent you to a dump, or some other place.
Now I wish, you framed my face.
And blew in the wind, with that winding grace.
I <3 You... Till we meet again.