Often I remember
The days we'd dance, we'd play
Having none of those things today, with friends of your status
I liked coming to you, playing in another dimension
I loved us as a group. The one that split up throughout time
Time has defeated us, while we were grabbing a hand
The hand you're always shaking with. Your own it is to say
Old friends, I have learned lessons, languages and even more
I know how natural it was to be separated
As fate wants us to be: far accros from others,
the heart though minds a bit
My mind won't let it go away.
The tiny details that displayed your faces I remember.
Any person who's calm, who's nice to me is as you were before.
Old friends, no comparison would be if they weren't from you that I fetched the criteria
Old friends, we're not that old and we can meet again
Although life made us apart
I still want us to get along
In any way I'd love to bond
No matter what we are old friends
