Old+friend

I got a phone call from an old friend He said he was passin through I suggested we try The Railway To share some pints and some pool

I guess that we'd been good friends As much as you can be when you don't bare your heart Drinkin together until the morning sun rose Tellin jokes where we knew all the parts

In the blink of a eye we'd all drifted apart Headed off into the world on our own separate paths