We used to be the best of friends, Thinking that friendship would never end, We used to talk a lot together But now we share no pleasure. The feeling of trust, The kind that won’t rust Is dearer than gold In this world so cold, Once, oh once, we held it in our hands, Once, we knew of those beautiful lands, Where friends care deeply for each other, Where nothing is ever at all a bother, Gone, now gone so far away, Everything in life seems gray, I wish for a moment I could step back, See why it is that we got off track, Oh, I just miss the days we once shared, Back when we both cared, When under the moon Or the sun at noon, In the hot summer months Or when winter confronts, There was always something Deep inside, Something happy, before our friendship died, And now the sky full of stars seems dead and cold, A place once so magical now hurts to behold.