There he sits lonely by the waysidenJust a kid, nine years, seven daysnHe tries to stand but he keeps on fallingnPretends to smile as he turns awaynnLittle girl sits up by her windownCrying tears that line her facenThey make her look so much oldernBut inside she’s nine years, seven daysnnThen comes the day when he saw her cryingnAnd he sat down by her sidenShe said ‘thanks, but I must be going’nHe said ‘use my sleeve to dry your eyes’nnThen she showed him that he was not alonenHe remembered the day she said hellonHellonnI want to thank you for todaynPromise me you’ll be there tomorrownTell me I am more than just a memorynFrom all the things that we have donenI know that you are the onenLet me know everything is more than a memorynMore than a memorynnThey grew up and they fought their battlesnAnd they knew they’d have to say goodbyenOn the day that they graduatednHe said ‘you have changed my life’nnWhen she showed him that he was not alonenHe remembered the day she said hellonHellonnI want to thank you for todaynPromise me you’ll be there tomorrownTell me I am more than just a memorynFrom all the things that we have donenI know that you are the onenLet me know everything is more than a memorynMore than a memorynMore than a memorynnThey grew old and lost touchnAnd they slowly diednBefore the end she got a phone callnI just wanted to say goodbyennI want to thank you for todaynPromise me you’ll be there tomorrownTell me that I am more than just a memorynFrom all the things that we have donenI know that you are the onenLet me know everything is more than memorynMore than a memoryn