Around the corner I have a friend,
In this great city that has no end,
Yet the days go by and weeks rush on,
And before I know it, a year is gone.
And I never see my old friends face,
For life is a swift and terrible race,
She knows I like her just as well,
As in the days when I rang her bell.
And she rang mine but we were younger then,
And now we are busy
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