Old friend, all the stories to tell
Old friend, could you bid me farewell?
Old friend, it might be easy for another man to see

Old foe, all the pain and the scars
Old foe, could you lay down your arms?
Old foe, it might be easy for another man to see

Put your head down on my pillow
Put your hand on me and hold on
Hold on

Put your head down on my pillow
Put your hand on me and hold on
Hold on

Old friend
Old friend
Old friend
It might be easy for another man to see
But I think you still look a lot like me