Steubenhaus. Steve Gadd, Bob Zimmitt "My Old Friend"
I can recall those warm summer days. No decisions.Child's play. Did they slip away? Gone forever.Gone forever. Lost to yesterday.
CHORUS: From the beginning you've been Always there my old friend. True until the end of time.
As I walk down streets full of amber leaves I see nothing's really changed at all. We're just older now. Still together,still together after all these years.
CHORUS: From the beginning you've been Always there my old friend. True until the end of time.
CHORUS: From the beginning you've been Always there my old friend True until the end of time.