Generation by generation
We pass on by
One thing is true
I'm not sure why
"In a lifetime,"
My mother has said,
"You will have one or two true good friends."
I have had these true friends
But recently they've been slipping away
Almost like a mist just drifting away
They've stood by me
Through thick and thin
And now I have to go win them back again
I need them now
I needed them then
It's like, "Wow,
I'm invisible again."
I guess I'm use to it
It's happened before
But I didn't think
It would happen some more
I've talked to my mommy
To ask for advice
But all I got was a, 'I have to pick up your brother, Brice.'
I'm here now but I don't feel real
It's like I'm not sure how I feel
I try to talk but I'm not sure how
To tell you all the things I'm feeling right now
My mind is foggy
I'm not sleeping at night
The only few I can turn to I feel are all tight
I'm cut from our circle
I'm the odd one out
I think our circle is turned upside down
Nothing's going right
It's all just a blurr
It might be confusing
I think it is
But that's how I feel
All wrapped up and wooing
Please understand
I think we were all great friends
But you seem to be pulling
Like this is how it ends
You've made new friends
And I have too
But our bond can still be
Only if you want me
So are we true friends?
I thought we were
Up until now
I'm not really sure
So answer me this
Are we true friends?
I'll never know
Until you tell me if it's so