i heard ya doing well selling art and everything i like ya stuff good for you i ll buy a piece or maybe two do you ever think of me d ya remember all our stupid dreams rainbows and pots of gold so much to prove before we got old i took ya places round the world i miss ya face sometimes ya know you took my picture a thousand times i ll buy them back i don t mind i lost my way but found my track i m sorry if i never listened back i ve been round i ve been up and down and you missed the one we dressed like clowns and how s ya car how s ya life oh how s my friend when s she gonna be your wife i m sitting up writing down things i sometimes dream about i knew ya number off by heart that s the only one i liked to talk it wasn t me using you i trusted you one of the few and we had some laughs had some rows but in the end the walls came down you d like the place i m living now it s a shame you can t come around and i ve grown a lot since we last spoke got myself together fixed what was broke i wonder if we ll talk again drink together just like then i suppose it s different now it s new whoever points the finger at who i really hope ya happy both of you and maybe sometimes you miss me too2