Written with a pen, sealed with a kiss
If you're me friend, answer me this...

MEXiiCANS don't just kiss, we make out.MEXiiCANS...

The days are getting longer,
And my pain seems to be getting stonger...

Someday you'll cry for me
like i cried for you...

Your eyes
Your lips...

When I look around me...at the things I see,
I stand proud of who I am, Chicana and free...

A memory lasts forever, never does it die
True friends stay together...

Don't give up..If you still wanna try
Don't wipe you're tears..If you still wanna cry...

Don't ever be afraid to
come to me and cry...

I promise i will never forget
the day we kissed or the day we met...

A friend is like a flower
a rose to be exact...

I'm sorry for the tears
I'm sorry for the pain...