Making you stay These glory days Why do they have to end? With you my friend Making your way
The older I get the harder I fit Keeping it Saving face Keeping pace Making the grade
Its funny how worlds collide Taking it all in stride Seemingly satisfied with this divide
From that first day Deep in the Lake Why did it have to end With you my friend Floating away…? The highest of highs, we’d improvise High fives and fights like this On Nights like this I long for that day
Its funny how worlds collide
Taking it all in stride Seemingly satisfied with this divide