Lagwagon - To All My Friends

To All My Friends

Heres a song to all my friends
I know the yd like
I remember every drunken night at the old dive
Driving the olwreck
Trying to make it home somehow
One more pit stop at our favorite
Watering hole
The ghost of christmas past
Swallowed all our pride
Wed open up our story books
And water down the eyes
Our demons raised the ir glasses singing
"I propose a toast to my friends"
Whos buying the next round
Cup half empty cup half full
Perspectives and beers
They werent failure
Just the regulars of my favorite year
They come and go
Paying the ir toll
From mobiles homes
Decaying old unsound minds
The ghost of cristmas failure
Dancing to the click of time
The beating of defeat
Shaking in his hands
A lifetime of retreat
And his regrets were ours
A time to say good-bye
I have been waiting so long for you to call
My old friend
To all my friends...