I was missing an old friend when I wrote this...I'm hopelessly sentimental....... cant help it....
Come in old friend, pull up a chair
We'll talk of good times here and there
I love you and I've missed you much
I wish that you had kept in touch
The memories are still in sight
We'd sit outside and talk all night
We shared so much through all the years
Laughter, joy, pain and tears
Someone in whom I could confide
There was nothing that I had to hide
You knew my strengths and knew my faults
Inside the heart where things are sought
So come on in and sit with me
Let's talk of how things used to be
So take to heart these words I've spoken
May the bond of friendship not be broken
Come in old friend, pull up a chair
We'll talk of good times here and there
I love you and I've missed you much
I wish that you had kept in touch
The memories are still in sight
We'd sit outside and talk all night
We shared so much through all the years
Laughter, joy, pain and tears
Someone in whom I could confide
There was nothing that I had to hide
You knew my strengths and knew my faults
Inside the heart where things are sought
So come on in and sit with me
Let's talk of how things used to be
So take to heart these words I've spoken
May the bond of friendship not be broken