Something's lost this time around
and I can tell it from the sound
of your voice and in your eyes.
Is this how a friendship dies?
What is needed to relight the flame?
Am I the one who should shoulder the blame
for letting time wither our friendship away?
I should have gone rather than stay.
I walk down the path alone this time
and play back the scenes in my mind
when we could laugh and talk as one.
Something's lost and can't be undone.