He’s always followed me, everywhere I went, since before we were tweens. I would get him into the worst sort of trouble… but I were always there to get him out.
Now he’s gone. Just like Frodo and Sam.
I want to think it’s something that I did,
So I can turn it back around
But if I still believe you love me,
Maybe I’ll survive.
So I tell myself you’re coming home,
Like you’ve done a million times.
I want to be part of a Hobbit group hug!
The Green Dragon