Such a shame.
Pushing through a crowd
Of strangers too familiar
For years roaming the same halls
Rushing for our next class

And now?
The only rush today
Is towards our separate futures

What lies ahead of you?
I know it is not I
What lies behind you?
Again, it is not I

There was a time
I dreaded this day
There was a time
I couldn't say goodbye

A warm embrace
Turns to a courteous hand shake
What became of us?
So many promises
Nothing but dreams
.What became of us?

Turn around
One step
After another
It doesn't matter anyway