At first I always hated the sun
But with time all I could think about was it’s shine
And all those times me and my friend would dine
in the middle of it. When we’d play, dance and run.
But those times come to an end just as they had begun
Were all those memories only mine?
When we log on we don’t talk, even if we’re both online
You make me feel like you’ve shot me with a gun
As the leaves start to fall all we can think about is change
and how we want to start off fresh
We go back to laughing  and joking as if nothing had been strange.
We talk about when we’ll see each other again in the flesh.
Wishing and hoping that one day we’ll been in the same driving range
Maybe you’ll be as near as this winter to end our emotional mesh.