Faraway Friend

Over and under and through the bend

I met you once, I'll meet you again

across the way, above the Seine

nothing quite like the parting of friends...

I send you a letter, you send me one back

postcards and pictures and bits of nonsense

some cents for a stamp

and I scrawl your address-

over and under and to the mailman!

Oh, I wait the reply- how long might that be?

If I can't hear your voice, your pen shall be thee

but I miss that soft look,

the scrunch of your eyes!

You write to me beneath other skies.

Faraway friend

over and under and through the bend

you should come visit, if you can

I'm across the way, above the Seine

'cause there's nothing quite like

the reunion of friends.