Friends

Words & Music: Chris Malme

Their eyes met across the crowded room
They were lost before they heard the tune
She didn't mind that he presumed
They both were sure they would soon
Be Friends
Good friends

In the days to come they soon would find
That love from friendship grows in time
And wise that love is often blind
They swore that they would also stay
Friends
Good friends

But it seems the love it couldn't last
Perhaps they simply moved too fast
And now they both look to the past
Wondering just what happened to
Friends
Old friends

If we both stay calm we can work it out
No need for us to scream or shout
I know that you still have your doubts
But I am sure that we can be
Friends
Just friends

So they tell all their friends that it's worked out right
And when they meet, they're so polite
And they both cry themselves to sleep at night
Remembering what it was to be
Friends
Good friends

And though it's true they both tried hard
The friendship's now a mere facade
A phone call and a Christmas card
And a memory of when they were
Good friends
True Friends
Just friends
But good friends
Old friends

Copyright © 1993 Filklore Music

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