I heard you're doing well
Selling art and everything
I like you're stuff; good for you
I'll buy a piece or maybe two

Do you ever think of me?
Do you remember all our stupid dreams?
Rainbows and pots of gold
So much to prove before we got old

I took you places round the world
I miss you're face sometimes you know
You took my picture a thousand times
I bought them back; I don't mind

I lost my way but found my track
I'm sorry if I never listened back
I've been round; I've been up and down
And you missed the one we dressed like clowns

And how's your car and how's your life?
How's my friend; when's she gonna be your wife?
I'm sitting up writing down
These things I sometimes dream about

I knew your number off by heart
It's the only one I like to talk
It wasn't me using you
I [bad word] you; one of the few

And we had some laughs; had some rows
But in the end the walls came down
You like the place I'm living now
It's a shame you [bad word] around

And I've grown a lot since we last spoke
Got myself together; fixed what was broke
I wonder if we'll talk again
Or drink together just like then

I suppose it's different now it's new
Whoever points the finger at who
I really hope you're happy both of you
And maybe sometimes you miss me too