Old Friend

Old friend, all the stories to tell

Old friend, could you bid me farewell?

Old friend, it might be easy for another man to see

Old foe, all the pain and the scars

Old foe, could you lay down your arms?

Old foe, it might be easy for another man to see

Put your head down on my pillow

Put your hand on me and hold on

Hold on

Put your head down on my pillow

Put your hand on me and hold on

Hold on

Old friend

Old friend

Old friend

It might be easy for another man to see

But I think you still look a lot like me