We were friends When we were young And we thought That would carry on
But then our families Oh, they moved along And we realized That all our thoughts had been wrong
And we had to find friends in a new place Because as we get older We all need a shoulder to lean on To help us along
Remember when we were young We'd play games We'd knock on doors and run And if i'd get caught Well, you'd always hang on And if it'd happen to you Well i know to leave would be wrong
And that's the sign of a good mate Because as we get older We all need a shoulder to lean on To help us along
Cause we grow and we're gone I thought once or twice To get in touch But my thoughts Well they never amounted to much
And we'd probably changed in the most peculiar ways And all that we talk about is what we call the good old days
And we had to find friends in a new place Because as we get older We all need a shoulder to lean on To help us along
And we would roam And we're gone
Cause we all need a friend, need a friend, need a friend Yeah we all need a friend, need a friend, need a friend
