Just us kids hanging around today
Watching our long hair turning gray
Not so skinny maybe not so free
Not so many as we use to be
Not so many as we use to be…
Four years ago today, Steve. Still miss you and still think about you every day. I thank God that we were friends for as long as we were, but if I were king and all that, I’d do anything to have you back just for one quiet evening of conversation and a couple of beers.
To kind friends and absent companions.
Just us kids hanging around today
Watching our long hair turning gray
Not so skinny maybe not so free
Not so many as we use to be
Not so many as we use to be…
Four years ago today, Steve. Still miss you and still think about you every day. I thank God that we were friends for as long as we were, but if I were king and all that, I’d do anything to have you back just for one quiet evening of conversation and a couple of beers.