I think back to the time When I wouldn't drink wine And they taught me wrong from right And black and white Like d**h and the grave Some things never change And I'll never let it rest until I die Chorus: The fine art of friendship Meaning of love Understanding Growing old I wanna love someone special Till d**h 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 Chorus: The fine art of friendship Meaning of love Understanding Growing old Solo Chorus: 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 right and wrong Black and white Like d**h and the grave Ooooh, she never changed And I'll never let it rest until I die