Do you remember a time when we used to talk? Well, you did the talking and I did the listening, as you cared not for what I had to say.
You talked about leaving.
But I would move on while you'd simply move, though you never really left at all. Happiness has taught me the difference.
Is the old town the same? Do they remember my name? Are they still making plans never to be followed through?
I bet Karen's still sad. I bet Lisa is mad, still dwelling on issues from '82.
I chose to move on, you chose to just move, though you never really left at all. Happiness taught me to value distance.
And yet, every now and then, I can't help but wonder about you both.
The distance grows.