Let’s break the walls of obstinacy
And speak the words of truth
How do you have the wisdom of age
And I have the folly of youth?
Why do I always feel out of place
And you always fit the mold
You express your feelings with ease
And I keep mine untold and weird
Don’t I have the right to know
What made you turn away
Why do you avoid my gaze
And have nothing more to say
Why do I always sense your scorn
Even from the past
Can I ever learn from my faults
And make this friendship last
Can you erase the memories
That haunt our present time
And be my friend again
As in our days of prime
