Years being friends, she always did trust me,
thought her perfect, til she said it's just me
that will take you to a place you've never been,
in the end we'll still be the "same ole' friends",
all i know since last summer has changed,
the way i barely feel is new and strange,
all the butterflies i used to feel have been caught,
my heart learned enough lessons it was taught,
all i know was when we said hello and you smiled,
not for once did i see you as wild,
after the trial of Bronx' Shaggy it seem
i can't tell real life from too real dreams,
maybe one day all i do and don't feel will
pay off someway and maybe i'll still
understand that i must take all they say,
seperate lies from truth, then weigh what's left over the next day.