Life is too busy, life is too fast Life isn’t what it was in the past I want to visit or call and say hi I never actually do it, but I really do try
The weeks flash on by, they turn into years The demands of living, the unreasonable fears I still think of you and I will visit you soon Our friendship revived, our friendship resumed
The workload increases, my energy’s sapped My home life in turmoil, I’m hopelessly trapped I think of you often, at least I will write I’ll explain my absence; I’ll tell you my plight
This morning I read with utter desolation There in the obituary is the affirmation My good friend is dead; all I can do is weep I promised to visit my guilt is so deep
I held your love in the palm of my hand And let it vanish like prints in the sand It’s too late to call to tell you my friend How I miss you already And shall ‘till my end.
1. Jane won't eat this pizza. She is on a diet. 2. Ann won't write this. She is not at school today. 3. It will be sunny tomorrow. we can have a picnic. 4. It won't snow next week. - Oh, no! I want to ski. 5. I won't go for a walk. It's very windy. 6. I will wear a jacket. I won't get wet. 7. You will get a good mark . You know Mathematics very well. 1. Джейн не будет есть эту пиццу. Она сидит на диете. 2. Энн не напишет это. Она сегодня не в школе. 3. Завтра будет солнечно. мы можем устроить пикник. 4. Не будет снега на следующей неделе. - О нет! Я хочу кататься на лыжах. 5. Я не пойду на прогулку. Очень ветренно. 6. Я надену куртку. Я не промокну. 7. Ты получишь хорошую отметку. Ты очень хорошо знаешь математику.
Life isn’t what it was in the past
I want to visit or call and say hi
I never actually do it, but I really do try
The weeks flash on by, they turn into years
The demands of living, the unreasonable fears
I still think of you and I will visit you soon
Our friendship revived, our friendship resumed
The workload increases, my energy’s sapped
My home life in turmoil, I’m hopelessly trapped
I think of you often, at least I will write
I’ll explain my absence; I’ll tell you my plight
This morning I read with utter desolation
There in the obituary is the affirmation
My good friend is dead; all I can do is weep
I promised to visit my guilt is so deep
I held your love in the palm of my hand
And let it vanish like prints in the sand
It’s too late to call to tell you my friend
How I miss you already
And shall ‘till my end.