Long-Lost Friend

Years had passed since we had our last glimpse of each other and memories are not enough to bring back the good old days. Remember how we used to shout and howl when we hit the jackpot, playing cards, wasting our time all through the long lonely nights. Well, after all those years, it’s nice to see you again, good to see you, old friend, you haven’t changed at all; the boy in you is still there after all this time, hey, yes, it’s nice to see you, old friend. Remember how mom would holler to call you home for supper; we cried a lot each time we saw our kites escape to the highest sky and we’re left with just the strings. We used to dig rhythm & blues, John, Paul, George and Ringo; why, they were our fans, they’d clap their hands, so awed by our guitars. Well, after all those years, it’s nice to see you again, good to see you, old friend, you haven’t changed at all; the boy in you is still there after all this time, hey, yes, it’s nice to see you, old friend. Hey, I'm so glad to see you again.