And we had some laughs, had some rows; but in the end the walls came down.

I heard you're doing well. Selling art and everything I like your stuff. Good for you I'll buy a piece or maybe two. Do you ever think of me? Do you remember all our stupid dreams? Rainbows and pots of gold; so much to prove before we got old. I took you places round the world, I miss your face sometimes; you know. You took my picture a thousand times, I'll buy them back; I don't mind . I lost my way but found my track. I'm sorry if I never listened back. I've been round; I've been up and down and you missed the one we dressed like clowns . And how's your car and how's your life? How's my friend; when's she gonna be your wife? I'm sitting up writing down all these things I sometimes dream about. I knew your number off by heart, it's the only one I like to talk. It wasn't me using you I trusted you; one of the few. And we had some laughs, had some rows; but in the end the walls came down. You'd like the place I'm living now, it's a shame you can't come around. And I've grown a lot since we last spoke, got myself together; fixed what was broke. I wonder if we'll talk again or drink together just like then. I suppose it's different now, it's new. Who ever points the finger at whom, I really hope you're happy both of you. And maybe sometimes you miss me too.