Dear old friend
Where have you been since the last time that we shook eachothers hands
Been waiting for your call
But the only sound that I've been hearing is the echoes
The echoes
Somehow I always end up being in a awkward situation
Then I try
Not to fall apart
By the one we conversation with the echoes
The echoes
I miss your sense of humor
And the songs we used to sing
The nights were filled with whiskey
And the joy that whiskey brings
Although seven years has passed
Somehow it still feels like yesterday
Hear me now
I'm all alone in a middle of a crossroad
Need you by my side
I'm searching for an answer in the echoes
The echoes
The echoes