I think we're back where we actually started--

There will be no more 'hi' or hello
If ever we'll meet in the street
There will be no more sweet smiles
And innocent gestures
That marks a great friendship in my heart.

We're nothing but old acquaintances
Who've been buried in the depths of oblivion.
We're nothing but an old memory
Buried deep in the portals of your mind.

I don't think I ever cross your mind.