We were friends
When we were young
And we thought
That would carry on
But then our families
Oh, they moved along
And we realized
That all our thoughts had been wrong
And we had to find friends in a new place
Because as we get older
We all need a shoulder to lean on
To help us along
Remember when we were young
We'd play games
We'd knock on doors and run
And if I'd get caught
Well, you'd always hang on
And if it'd happen to you
Well I know to leave would be wrong
And that's the sign of a good mate
Because as we get older
We all need a shoulder to lean on
To help us along
Cause we grow and we're gone
I thought once or twice
To get in touch
But my thoughts
Well they never amounted to much
And we'd probably changed in the most peculiar ways
And all that we talk about is what we call the good old days
And we had to find friends in a new place
Because as we get older
We all need a shoulder to lean on
To help us along
And we would roam
And we're gone
Cause we all need a friend, need a friend, need a friend
Yeah we all need a friend, need a friend, need a friend
We need a friend