Old Friends - Tina Dickow

Old friends, old friends can you picture me now

As I am walking Laugavegur

In Reykjavik town

Can you hear the ocean and the city drown

And each other around

Old friends, old friends

Is it too far away

And is it far too much to ask

That our friendships won’t change

Can you hear the voices of the kids we were

Before we flew out

We’re gonna need each other someday again

I’m gonna need my brother and my old friends

We’re gonna need each other someday again

I won’t forget my love for my, my, my

Old friend, old friends

Old winds, cold winds

Lift these words to the sky

And carry them to my own country

Overseas of time

Bring me back the voices of the good old friends

I grew up around

We’re gonna need each other someday again

I’m gonna need my brother and my old friends

We’re gonna need each other someday again

I won’t forget my love for my, my, my

Old friend, old friends

We’re gonna need each other someday again

I’m gonna need my brother and my old friends

We’re gonna need each other someday again

I won’t forget my love for my, my, my

Old friend, old friends

We’re gonna need each other

I won’t forget

We’re gonna need each other someday again

I won’t forget

I won’t forget my

Old friend, old friends