Fine Art of Friendship

Lyrics

I think back to the time When I wouldn't drink wine And they taught me right and wrong And black and white Like death and the grave Some things never change And I'll never let it rest until I die, no The fine art of friendship Meaning of love Understanding Growing old I wanna love someone special 'til death do us part To have one and need no other Sometimes I cry stumbling through my youth 'Cause I've loved so much Yet so little The fine art of friendship Meaning of love Understanding Growing old [Guitar Solo] The fine art of friendship Meaning of love Understanding Growing old I think back to the time When I wouldn't drink wine And they taught me right and wrong And black and white Like death and the grave, oh-oh She never change And I'll never let it rest until I, hmm [Instrumental Outro]