Shoeprints

I feel just just fine, best friend as a ghost has the wildest of eyes.
You made me sorta cry, this friend ain’t a ghost has the times.
Have to live your life, have to live as the stars in the sky.
Have to live your life, have to live with the thorns in our side.
Back together all the brain, never mind old lion with the knots in his mane.
You made me wanna scream, this ain’t a game it’s a life, drove a mild man
insane.
Have to leave you.