Little Mickey Johnson was my very best friend
In first grade we swore we'd stay that way to the end
But in seventh grade somebody stole my bike
I asked Mickey if he knew who did it and he lied
Cause it was him...
And when I found out it hit me like a ton of bricks
And I can still see that look in his face when I said
"I never want to talk to you again"
Sometimes we lose our way
We don't say things we should say
We hold on to stubborn pride
When we should put it all aside
To waste the time we're given seems so senseless
And one little word shouldn't be so hard...forgiveness
A little card arrived on my wedding day
"Best wishes from an old friend" was all it had to say
No return address, no, not even a name
But the messy way that it was written gave it away
It was him...
And I just had to laugh as the past came flooding through my mind
I should have picked up that phone right then and there
But I just didn't make the time
Sometimes we lose our way
We don't say things we should say
We hold on to stubborn pride
When we should put it all aside
To waste the time we're given seems so senseless
And one little word shouldn't be so hard...forgiveness
Sunday morning paper arrived on my step
The first thing I read filled my heart with regret
I saw a name I hadn't seen in awhile
It said he was survived by a wife and a child
And it was him...
When I found out, the tears just fell like rain
Cause I realized that I'd missed my chance
To ever talk to him again...
Sometimes we lose our way
We don't say things we should say
We hold on to stubborn pride
When we should put it all aside
To waste the time we're given seems so senseless
And one little word shouldn't be so hard...forgiveness
One little word shouldn't be so hard...
Little Mickey Johnson was my very best friend...
2002 Curb Songs (ASCAP)
Sony/ATV Music Publishing Canada (SOCAN)
Baby Squared Songs (SOCAN)
Mike Curb Music (BMI)
