We go way back
To bits of boys
We shook hands
He crushed his can
So I crushed mine
We walked
We biked just like we used to
He's done well, we both have
In our different ways
Some things we didn't need to say
It was there
Funny slightly scary he remembers
Stuff I had forgot
Oh my god
He knows me better than
I know myself
Big wide gaps we strode across
Filled them up in seconds flat
Left me feeling good
There's no substitute
For a friend like that
Sep 5, 2013
Sep 5, 2013 at 1:34 PM UTC
We go way back
To bits of boys
We shook hands
He crushed his can
So I crushed mine
We walked
We biked just like we used to
He's done well, we both have
In our different ways
Some things we didn't need to say
It was there
Funny slightly scary he remembers
Stuff I had forgot
Oh my god
He knows me better than
I know myself
Big wide gaps we strode across
Filled them up in seconds flat
Left me feeling good
There's no substitute
For a friend like that
