i want the warmth of the summer
like one we had
a life time ago
so i can see a friend
who used to live across the street
until he moved
and i moved too
and i remember when
we used to go to a girl's house
to jump on her trampoline
i remember when
we walked everywhere
and threw our heros up in the air
they never returned
but we refused to give up
i remember when
we met on our bikes
about 14 years ago
on the road between our homes
i remember when
he introduced me to stephanie
and we made memories
that i cherish and love
but they are fading
so i make myself remember
i can't forget
or a part of me will die
i remember when
we were so close
and i'm glad he's still my friend
well it never really occured to me
but we used to have something special
and i guess we do still
if only i had more friends like that
maybe i wouldn't be so alone
and it makes me want to move again
away from this town
and we could meet up and be ourselves
because that's what we knew
how to do best
this is not poetic enough
for me to call it a poem
so i'll call it a comment
on a past that i loved
a life i wish i still had
a friendship that still makes me smile
and i miss him
like one we had
a life time ago
so i can see a friend
who used to live across the street
until he moved
and i moved too
and i remember when
we used to go to a girl's house
to jump on her trampoline
i remember when
we walked everywhere
and threw our heros up in the air
they never returned
but we refused to give up
i remember when
we met on our bikes
about 14 years ago
on the road between our homes
i remember when
he introduced me to stephanie
and we made memories
that i cherish and love
but they are fading
so i make myself remember
i can't forget
or a part of me will die
i remember when
we were so close
and i'm glad he's still my friend
well it never really occured to me
but we used to have something special
and i guess we do still
if only i had more friends like that
maybe i wouldn't be so alone
and it makes me want to move again
away from this town
and we could meet up and be ourselves
because that's what we knew
how to do best
this is not poetic enough
for me to call it a poem
so i'll call it a comment
on a past that i loved
a life i wish i still had
a friendship that still makes me smile
and i miss him