Last time I saw you, you’d seen my name in the paper
Shook my hand, wished me luck, said you had to go
Now it’s my turn to see your name in the paper
Said you were leaving but how was I supposed to know

You always did do things first I guess this is no exception
It’s the direction we all take in time
Ever since you were a kid the world was never all that kind
But you always were, always will be, a friend of mine