Post by kalimofvalmont on Oct 20, 2004 10:02:49 GMT -5
"12 years gone by,
drifted away in the blink of an eye,
drifted away without a goodbye,
would it do any good?
to tell you that I'm sorry...
Friends have come to disagree,
harsh words causing misery,
would it do any good?
to tell you that I'm sorry...
Maybe when we're older,
we'll look back and have some laughs,
thinking about the one time,
that we took those separate paths,
and maybe when you're tired,
and time has turned you gray,
you will call me friend again,
you will call me friend again...
Sitting here on the window sill,
I'm wondering if I ever will,
hear from you, my heart stands still
would it do any good?
to tell you that I'm sorry...
Even if you refuse to see,
With you I will always be,
would it do any good?
to tell you that I'm sorry...
Maybe when we're older,
we'll look back and have some laughs,
thinking about the one time,
that we took those separate paths,
and maybe when you're tired,
and time has turned you gray,
you will call me friend again,
you will call me friend again..."