Separate Ways

I know what I need
1 and 1 is 2 but it feels like 3
I’d like to call my brother
I can’t call any other
Now we’ve gone our separate ways
Does every family have to die?
Is it something that happens with time?
I’d like to call my sisters
But they’ve got their own mister
Now we’ve gone our separate ways
Oh, oh, life isn’t easy
In these dark times
It’s harder to lose the ways
To turn my blue skies grey
Complacency comes in our sleep
Let your guard down and it creeps
This one goes to my mother and my father
Your boy is now a man, not like any other
Now we’ve gone our separate ways
Now we’ve gone our separate ways
Now we’ve gone our separate ways
Now we’ve gone our separate ways