Near Miss
Tekst piosenki To All My Friends
The Gentle Art of Making Enemies
To all my friends, our time, a gift of trust
And I remember the days and the memories are never enough
And I miss- I miss the times and the days we'd skate
The mornings the worst I still complain
If I could have it all for just one day
I'd say I miss our summer days
When decisions weren't made
And life was just a game for today
To think of these times that I miss
To feel the loss I can admit
But I still miss the times we were just kids
And I dream- I dream back to a time we shared
When feelings were bared and no one ever cared
I'd say I miss our summer days
When decisions weren't made
And life was just a game for today
You can't forget
Everything we shared will it ever be repaired
Will we say this is the end
This goes out to all my friends
I'd say I miss our summer days
When decisions weren't made
And life was just a game for today
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