There are friends and there are other friends and then there are bobos
A soul with in the other soul
Strong but yet not very strong
The together dream breathes in and out
But, I see no single survival throughout
The tussle is best to observe; it goes beyond the essence
I don’t like teary eyes; quivering head
They seem confused at times; but the feeling coxes them tight
The together dream breathes in and out
But, I see no single survival throughout
I am biased and protective about the little bobo; she is mostly right
The other one breaks it all while talking about her one night
All they see is each other when they close their eyes
The together dream breathes in and out
But, I see no single survival throughout
You see; you feel; you observe
And, I pray for more and more boboness
Sugary, crazy, silly, loving boboness
And I say, there are friends and there are other friends and then there are bobos
A soul with in the other soul
Strong but yet not very strong
The together dream breathes in and out
But, I see no single survival throughout
The tussle is best to observe; it goes beyond the essence
I don’t like teary eyes; quivering head
They seem confused at times; but the feeling coxes them tight
The together dream breathes in and out
But, I see no single survival throughout
I am biased and protective about the little bobo; she is mostly right
The other one breaks it all while talking about her one night
All they see is each other when they close their eyes
The together dream breathes in and out
But, I see no single survival throughout
You see; you feel; you observe
And, I pray for more and more boboness
Sugary, crazy, silly, loving boboness
And I say, there are friends and there are other friends and then there are bobos
