When I think about my younger years, I’ve come to realise

Just how many friends I had, I loved to socialise

My diary tells a story of parties and good fun

Making new friends all the time, loving everyone

 

Oh my word, how times have changed, my life is different now

Friends fell by the wayside, I’m still not quite sure how

Maybe a clash of values could be the catalyst

Or a difference of opinion, they’d be off the Christmas list!

 

Some friendships kind of dwindled, you’d say the old cliche

“I’ll see you soon”, “let’s keep in touch”, then life got in the way

One by one they bit the dust, consigned to history

So those who stood the test of time mean all the world to me

 

Friendship is a blessing but it’s such a fragile thing

You can’t take it for granted, it needs constant nurturing

Looking back, I did just that, I wasn’t very wise

I thought that good friends grew on trees, I didn’t realise

 

Good friends are like hen’s teeth, they’re rare and hard to find

They love you with your warts and all, and know what’s on your mind

You need good friends to have a laugh, you need them for support

You know they’ve always got your back, they’d never sell you short

 

True friends understand that you can’t always be there

They don’t demand your time, but enjoy the times you share

This bond is deep and loyal and when life keeps you apart

It doesn’t seem to matter ‘cos they’re always in your heart