It was me who called and hung up-
But you already knew, like you always do
Just like I know you’re just happy it’s over now;
Well I guess I am too...
I just wish... we could pass on the street
And meet again-for the first time-
But this time as friends
And I know how you hate to hear me cry
And that’s why
I don’t come around... anymore
I still believe in
The greatness of life;
There’s nothing I would change-
Except this thing:
We would pass on the street
And meet again...for the first time
This time as friends
And we would say everything
We said then- but this time
We’d just stay friends