By Reuben Horst
A change of perspective, a difference of view
Leave it alone, leave it alone
The past is behind; what's ahead will be new
Still leave it alone, leave it alone
Friendship has many costs
Injustice can happen
Why are you still lost
After the flowers have grown
An for ask for forgiveness, a beg to let up
Leave it alone, leave it alone
An assurance of sorrow, a surge of regret
Still leave it alone, leave it alone
Two objects, so much alike
Yet they are far from the same
One tragic, one lost
And neither can finish this game
There is still a chance, a light on the snow
But leave it alone, leave it alone
Still the flowers will grow
Leave it alone
But leave it alone, leave it alone
Still the flowers will grow
Leave it alone
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