Long Ago

Long ago When I was Younger I knew a guy named Hal Blue Bike Can you feel the wind Blowin through your hair I miss him I need him I miss him We were nine Had a big imagination We did hide outside In our castle In a box With his feet on my hand And the water Running down Laughing On and on and on and on After school Every day Rememeber the way We pushed the bigwheel Or the little boy Who danced around the tree