Pacific Ocean Blues

Tell me the story of how I was away
When you just woke up and couldn't face the gray of winter

And in the end, will we still be friends ?
And is the end just around the bend ?

Read me the chapter of how you filled a box
With five years of photographs and kept them under lock beneath
you

And in the end, will we still be friends ?
And in the end it's just around the bend ?

And in the end, will we still be friends ?
And in the end it's just around the bend ?
Just around the bend ?