You once said you'd be lost without me, I now still wonder if that's true, you seem to be doing great without me and I'm stuck here deprived of you.
And I tell you I don't know, just so you'll explain and look at me, I'll stare back to you although I know that you'll look but never see, friends is the last thing I'd ever want us to be.
Now it has been oh so long since we've seen eachother or spoke. I promise to never ever treat you wrong, I wish I could take you to New York...