Everything But The Girl

Not for the first time I look back
on all those years
Not for the last time names will ring
in my ear
When there was just a gang of us
Storming the town by train and bus
A moment of thought this heart sends
to old friends
Not for the first time I look back
on my first love
Unable to speak or think or move
hand in glove
But what of it now and where is he
He who once meant so much to me
Because we are not, I can't pretend
now old friends