Fine Art Of Friendship

I think back to the time when I wouldn't drink wine And they taught me wrong and right and black and white Like death and the grave, some things never change And I'll never let it rest until I die, no The fine art of friendship meaning of love Understanding growing old I wanna love someone special 'til death do us part To have one and need no other Sometimes I cry stumbling through my youth 'Cause I've loved so much yet so little The fine art of friendship meaning of love Understanding growing old The fine art of friendship meaning of love Understanding growing old I think back to the time when I wouldn't drink wine And they taught me wrong and right, black and white Like death and the grave, she never change And I'll never let it rest until I