The Third Wheel

Do you know what its like?
To want to be a friend?
And have the cold shoulder
When you did nothing wrong?

You want me to say sorry
For something I didnt do
You want me to go away
And then come back tomorrow

With you its like
I am the third wheel
But I dont belong
I am a different colour
Or smaller than you

I dont know what you think of me
And some say I shouldnt care
But I want to be a friend
Thats all I ever have been

I came along later on in your life
I wasnt there from the start
But in a friendship so special
Should time matter?

The third wheel is about to fall off
I am sorry but I cannot go on like this
Some things like friendship
Should not be taken for granted

The third wheel will roll on
And you wont even notice
The cart will keep on moving
Just as it always has

Then one day you might want me
Someone else to talk to
And you will realise what I meant
By the third wheel being loose