• To sparkle, to shine,
    For this to be mine,
    A beauty, a blessing,
    I am not messing
    Around anymore,
    But this is for
    A good friend of mine,
    Who tongue ties me with a mystical vine,
    And because we're going to part,
    I'm giving my friend a delicate glass heart.
    To crumble, to cry,
    To let things pass by,
    A forever farewell,
    It is hard to tell
    Who is leaving
    and who stays at evening,
    but I know I'll stay,
    My friend is going to move away,
    And because we're going to part,
    I'm giving my friend a delicate glass heart.