I Miss My Friend

I went walking
I got the blues
I kicked a stone
Now I've got broken shoes
Sore feet
Oh, what's the use?
I, I miss my friend

I miss not thinking twice to call
Over anything at all
Come to find that it's a rare thing

I made my dinner and I
Ate it all
I turned on the radio, then I
Turned the radio off
Washed dishes and I
Went to bed
I, I miss my friend

I miss our Sundays in the Fall
Watching leaves change and skipping stones
Come to find that it's a rare thing

I rolled a number and I
Hit the road
The cops pulled me ovеr
The cops let me go
I thought of hеr and I
Laughed the whole way home
I, I miss my friend

I miss my friend in moments
Where there were no moments there
I only start to notice when my heart skips a beat, ooh
My friend
My friend

I went walking
I got the blues
I kicked a stone
Now I've got broken shoes
Sore feet
Oh, what's the use?
I, I miss my friend