A soul that is afraid to love,
Can never know sorrow,
And may keep itself safe,
From the loss of a true loved one,
I must pity those lonesome doves,
For they can never know,
The true bond of two friends,
Who travel together through time,
You took the form,
Of a sweet hearted little bunny,
Whom everyone fell in love with,
And though we have to part ways,
I know it is only for a time,
And that our travels will continue,
For as long as we both exist,
And as for those timid ones,
Who shy away from love,
Tell them of our adventures,
And keep a cold one close for me,
For when we both can share our tales.