Memories of Something Old

I happened to see your face today as I was walking on Broadway I knew it was you even so far away you never even turned to look my way you continued onward with no delay remembering when we were such good friends but now I know it's surely won't mend of something great those years ago when we were young and now we're old isn't it funny the way things end and all over a card that I didn't send I still have the card still packed away and hoped to have sent it to you one day but now I know that wouldn't be right so I'll hold on to it with all of my might and maybe someday who should know you'll finally believe just what you were told.