It was never right to begin with but where did it all go wrong
A handful of friends, most funny, trustworthy, crisscrossing this road which is long
Now I seem to be let down by the few
A trust now fading that used to be strong

Was it something I said? Was it something I did? Conversations a sentence now hummed
Have I become something I've not yet noticed, a strange kind of soul, now on the beat to a different drum?
Whatever it is, it seems that I have lost my fizz
Friends now follow a different trail, now led by tastier crumbs

As I have grown my tastes now differ
This boat now feels half empty as I sail down a different river
I'm not unhappy, maybe I am just coursing a whole new map
As thoughts now flow freely, but from a disparate tap

I don't know and maybe I never really will, it seems that I have lost my fun
Maybe I live to far away, or maybe they think I'm gay? No kids at 38, oh, hello matron
But believe me I'm not, though I can see a man who's hot
I think I'll just be him, in that chair, yeah, the wheelchair one.

JJB