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