Lily Luna, Lily Luna, do you want to trade?
There’s a boy I know who won’t leave me alone; I wrote your name and brought a gift I made.
They say the pond is the only place you play, but I guess you’re not here today.
Lily Luna, Lily Luna, do you want to trade?
My friends won’t talk to me; I wrote your name and brought a pretty rock that called to me.
They say you play alone and gather stones, but I guess you went home.
Lily Luna, Lily Luna, do you want to trade?
My throat is sore and I can’t speak; I wrote your name and brought a sweet my mother made.
They say you’ll stay this time if I write your name next to mine.
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