euch geht es genauso wo immer ihr auch seid. Ref.: alte freunde - nie vergessen alte freunde - stets gebraucht alte freunde - langst verloren alte freunde - blind vertraut alte freunde
: Old friends And young ones All the angels and preachers became one And for this heaven we live in Reality may come in And as long as you feel and breath
: Preacher went up to the Golden Gate, And met God there, With the glow of love in his flowing hair. I'm dreamin' of a time when love and music, Is
: Hey! old friend What'd'ya say, old friend Are you okay, old friend Are we, uh, are we unique Time goes by Everything else keeps changing You and I
Old friends, old friends sat on their parkbench like bookends A newspaper blowin' through the grass Falls on the round toes of the high shoes of the old
Old friends, new friends Home with the family We'll be together at Christmas Snowflakes, sleighbells Bringing back memories We'll be together at
Old friends, old friends Sat on their park bench like bookends A newspaper blown through the grass Falls on the round toes of the high shoes Of the old
It's like when you're making conversation And you're trying not to scream And you're trying not to tell 'em You don't care what they mean And you're
Let's talk about old friends Let's talk about old friends Let's talk about anything What was really going on Let's talk about old friends Let's talk
What about Michael ? What about Jane ? We used to be so closed at time What about them ? What about old friends ? What about life ? You'd better take
(M. Spohn, R. Peinelt, A. Torkler) (from the album "InFormation", 1995) I got a little red book with my poems in from Juliet and Marylin they tell about
There were times when, We were just like friends. I couldn't love you, I was afraid you'd break my heart. Was I ever really close to you? Superficial
Hey, old friends Are you okay, old friends What do you say, old friends Are we or are we unique Time goes by Everything else keeps changing You and I
Not for the first time I look back on all those years Not for the last time names will ring in my ears When there was just a gang of us Storming the town
It's just a little street where old friends meet I'd love to wander back someday To you, it may be old and sort of tumbled down But it means a lot to
Preacher went up to the Golden Gate, With the glow of love in his flowing hair. And met God there, I'm dreamin' of a time when love and music, Is everywhere
Old friends Are the best friends All my old friends Are my best friends Old friends Are the best friends All my old friends Are my best friends Saw
Old friends, pitching pennies in the park Playing croquet till it's dark, old friends Old friends, swapping lies of lives and loves Pitching popcorn to