I remember when you and I
Used to be such good friends
But somewhere along the way
Our friendships come to an end
I can't remember who
Was it you or me
I guess it doean't matter
If this is how it's going to be
So much water underneath the bridge
So many season's have come and gone
But I guess as friends you and I
Will not be moving on
5-7-20/RjH
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