I had a friend
his name was john
we had to say
the end
his dad came over to my house
took him by his hand
and said son we are moving to Texas
all i did was felt the pain shoot to my heart
and a watery flood of tears
i said why do have to go
i walked with them to johns house and helped pack
all we did was cry we did not want to say
goodbye
we shared our last moment remembering the good times
we were the best friends 6years of fun then we had to say the end
we had a goodbye party
and we played our last few hours talking about how much we will miss each other
the next morning i saw a moving truck i said to john i guess this is it it was not a dream
it has been two years since that happened but I'm sure we'll meet again
