Fine Art Of Friendship

I think back to the time when I wouldn't drink wine

And they taught me wrong and right 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

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 wrong and right, black and white

Like death and the grave, she never change

And I'll never let it rest until I