6 Feet Away

I hope I never have to stand 6 feet away from you again

I hope I never have to wait six months before I hold your hand

I hope there’s someone in your house, a proxy, or a stand-in

A broomstick you can dance the night away with

So I hope I never have to stand 6 feet away from you again

So happy birthday to me

Two times 'til my filthy hands are raw

And as I disinfect the doors and rails

I wonder if I’ll ever breathe at all

I really hope you don’t go changing

No need for rearranging

You are sunshine and the moonlight

You are

So happy birthday to me

Two times 'til my filthy hands are raw

I hope I never have to stand 6 feet away from you again

I hope I never have to stand 6 feet away from you again

I hope I never have to stand 6 feet away from you again