Alex, Short and Sweet, leave your boyfriends at home and the drinks are on me next w Alex to your health! May you never outgrow the need to outdo yourself, and heed the jealous cry of a sitting duck stuck to his last goodbye. Skyward they flew 'til it was as far to the street as it was to the stars, and to stardust as peanut shells on the parlor floor. "What have we done, where have we gone?" Nothing, above and beyond. "When will it end?" Alexandra, it's already done. I tol (guitaretab.com)