Here is a sad sad story
about a group of friends
and it's a sad sad feeling
when ya...when ya know it's good ahead
and I know that it can't be what it used to be
and when I think about it, it gets me down, so down
I take a look around me
I see many of familiar face
ever seen...you again
yeaaaaaa yeaaaaaaaaa
cause a mad day did to you
always had mad love
well I always had mad love
well I was on summer' 1998 and the beach was looking fray
all that south air blowing through my hair
gave me the feeling that I wasn't there before
you go...there's one thing I got say:
that it was fun, that it was nice yeah
will so nice
You told me that I missed it
I say: damn! you're trippin', but I can't lie to you
sometimes I don't know what to do
(I) won't be fool again
so is my rule against
you know me dive for your sands
(a part make of)
you're all my friends
yeaaaaaa yeaaaaaaaaa
cause a mad day did to you
always had mad love
well I always had mad love
always had mad love
well I always had mad love
cause a mad day did to you
always had mad love
well I always had mad love
