A  LOST  FRIEND


 
 

               Around the corner I have a friend, In this great city that has no end,

               Yet the days go by and weeks rush on, And before I know it, a year is gone.

               And I never see my old friends face, For life is a swift and terrible race,

               He knows I like him just as well, As in the days when I rang his bell.

               And he rang mine if, we were younger then, And now we are busy, tired men.

               Tired of playing a foolish game, Tired of trying to make a name "Tomorrow"

               I say "I will call on Jim" "Just to show that I'm thinking of him." 

               But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes, And distance between us grows and grows.

               Around the corner!- yet miles away, "Here's a telegram sir" "Jim died today."

               And thats what we get and deserve in the end. Around the corner, a vanished friend.