Between an endless quest to make it And a growing lack of patience I made some sudden changes And overbooked my life Gave my heart and strength to labor My soul and dreams to favors 'Til I became a stranger I didn't recognize In the window of a coffee shop on market street I caught my reflection looking back at me
Where have you been, my old friend? There, I am sure nice to see myself again
That boy who spent days fishing And pocket change on wishes Heaven knows I miss him And his outlook on life It was always easy does it Didn't want for nothing But a few good friends and loving From that girl I let get by Looking through the window of my memory I see my reflection looking back at me
Where have you been, my old friend? There, I am sure nice to see myself again
Choices are the steps we take But changing is our choice to make So I think I'll just change some things right now Me and my old pal
Where have you been, my old friend? There, I am sure nice to see myself againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
