hearing songs from a time that got away I remember your eyes and I think about you a shining star in a world that's dark and crass
so we're still friends... or so I feign -- I just pretend but your memory still keeps me company
we drift apart like seeds from the same tree where are you now? do you ever think of me? I still hope to hear from you one day
so we're still friends, but no I feign, I just pretend but your vision still haunts me to this day
have you seen this girl anywhere?
it would be so nice to hear about your life it would be real nice just to hear that you're alright it would be ro nice to hear what's on your mind it would be so nice just to hear that you're still alive
I've since resigned to stow such dreams away you live your own life and I try to live mine as best as I can do anyway