Old Friends

by Ashley Redden   Jul 3, 2005


The hot tears
Roll down my face
As I think of how things use to be
Everything use to be perfect
Nothing was ever wrong
Mom and dad got along
And its kinda reliving that now
They've got along perfect
I hope its lasts
I still had all my buds
We've all kinda grew apart
Went our own little ways
Still holla at each other once in a while
We still get together
And do some stuff
Every now and then
But its not the same anymore
Use to be everyday
They was at our house
Or we was at theirs
But I still stay with em
It feels like old times
Ive kinda changed over the past 3 years
Ive gotten a little older
And grew up a little more
But still I'm daddy's little girl
And Jared's baby girl
But what happened to the rest of y'all
That use to say your my best bud
Nothings ever gonna change
Where did that ever go
Ive lost some of y'all
Gained better ones
That I don't know how i made it without
But sometimes I wish
Nothing would've ever changed
But as long as the few stay
I'll start a new way of
How the past use to be

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