Take me back to those good old days
when you were you and i was me
when you were yourself and had an identity
When we we individuals
young , free , unjaded by the world
When you were happy to be yourself and share with the world
before envy, jealousy and hate prevaded your soul.
Right to that very second before you changed from my friend to my enemy
I miss you old friend and wherever you are I hope you come back
Get back to being that carefree, happy young person I knew.
I love you and hope to God you come back soon
So we can be that family or at least that close friend you once were
