All Over Again

I lost the closest of friends And can't explain just what it meant to me It's like a piece of me died While letting something else enter me And now the thoughts of seeing him Will be the only thing that gets to me Because for longer than I thought I was more than hard to handle Like a knife with a sharpened handle But now the blunts have dulled the edge So when I see him on the mantle All the pictures of the times That I've pictured in my mind More than riches, more than wine Will keep his vision still alive More than anything I wish That I could have a little time But when I get to the gates I can't begin to describe Exactly how it'll feel When I look into his eyes And see the oldest of friends And when I finally arrive I shouldn't show with a pen What we'll do, but I know in the end We'll have the times of our lives All over again.