he'll be home soon   it's too late for practicing   we never had to before   but if it's still there, it's there   and if it's not, it's not   and i can't believe those old feelings won't be there   wanting me      we had both been   waiting so long, dreams fading   is there hope for us   i have even tried to plan our first embrace   and i can't believe those old feelings won't be there   and if it's not, what then   can you shake my hand and say "good luck my friend"   i don't need a friend   when i whisper something soft   you'll be a thousand miles from here