Make no apologies, I know that often i'm coming over, acting sober I'm not again, and what a friend You sigh away the feeling.
And when it's me alone, I'm hoping that me good intentions will help you notice and take it in, As not a sin but sign i'm needing.
We started this way back we're standing high at the end But still I will miss the feel of a friend.
We're there again, Where the sky seems so much wider and days last longer, The smell of hay, We're smoking and planning trips away But keeping at bay.
We started this way back we're standing high at the end But still I will miss the feeling when you discover a friend, You're holding in just let it out, Leave it behind if there's a doubt, Stop holding in and let it out.
YOU KNOW THE SUFFERING IS ONLY FOR NOW I THINK THE WE CAN BRING SOMETHING NEW.