When we were little
we used to fight about every little thing
a toy we both wanted so bad
saying, I hate you, you hate me
but, as we get older we look back
and laugh about the way we used to be
sure, we still fight, what sisters don't?
but, as we get older your always looking out for me.
like a second mother, sometimes even worst
who? what? where?
I'm always looking up to you
if someone was picking on me
your always on my side
if I was crying you wanted to know why.
now, the day has come
you graduated
going off to college oh, it seems so far away
I never really thought the day would come
that I would say I miss you and don't want you to go
I hope all your wishes and dreams come true
I love you!