Around the corner
Around the corner I have a friend,
In this 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 sweet and terrible race,
He knows I like him just as well,
As in the days when I rang his bell.
And he rang mine. 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 am thinking of him.
But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes,
And distance between us grows and grows.
Around the corner! -Yet miles away,
Here is a telegram sir Jim died today
And thats what we get and deserve in the end.
Around the corner, a vanished friend.
Author --- unknown
posted by personal @ 7/26/2005
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