When we were young, everyday we would talk
And just as often, together we would walk
But time has separated us with its power
We grow more and more apart with each passing hour
I regret to say that our loved has suffered a great injury
And I am not positive of its recovery
I wish it were diffrent but the truth we must face
There is no way to regain our preveous place
Time has played a trick in which we fell for
Now its time for me to walk throgh a separate door
And you can live another life than the one in which we imagined
But we will both remember the true life in which we fashioned
