Old Friend

I look at the dust
On my old bookcase
There's still a clean spot
Where that book of yours
Was placed
And you moved
Down to Sherman
With your girlfriend's
Mom and dad
I know you're doing well friend
And that makes me
Very glad
But I still feel it deep down
It shakes me to my frame
But whenever you call me
I smile at your name

My old friend
Old friend
We've been through so much
My old friend

Remember all those years ago
When you and I first met
Private school it gave us hell
But we became
The best of friends
Making jokes and hanging out
Every Friday at the mall
Picking up chicks and thinking
We were so suave
Can you take me back
To those days
When our worries
Seemed so small
Adulthood seems so hectic
At least I've got a friend to call

My old friend
Old friend
We've been through so much
My old friend

Old friend
Old friend
I miss you so much
My old friend



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Writer(s): Gregory L Joseph, David Minarik, Scott Edward Blasey, Robert James Hertweck
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