I know its not right
At this moment in time
To say what is wrong and whats right
But I am so afraid
You'll leave me again
And Heartbreak and worry return
For at 12 you are old
Sweet sheperd of mine
From germany though french you may be
And a stroke have you had
And bad times have you met
Before to us you came
And now i'm so scared
You'll leave us for good
Dear Kurt for that is your name.
Hardships you have suffered
And great pain you indured
At the hands of your previous masters
Does that do you think, make it harder for you
To stay in our home as our friend?
For though you are old you still love to play
As when you were young i suppose
But now i am worried my heart shall you break
If ever you leave my side.