(for Laura)
They used to talk - share dreams just like lovers
Together they'd walk, content with each day
Now she has her hawk, and he has his druthers,
But they both seem worse off this way -
To think that once they were the best of friends
Now that's all gone away
All because of things they didn't say.
<Lost 2nd Verse, substitute Instrumental>
If she could only say the way she feels
When he lets loose the rage,
If he could only share the fears and cares
That he carries each day -
To think that once they were the best of friends,
Now that's all gone away
All because of things they didn't say.
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