So let's drink to absent friends
And wish them well tonight
Let's sing the songs we love
You know how songs turn up
If there's one thing I have learned
You've got to let the moment go,
That's how the garden grows,
Yeah, it's easier said than done,
cause it all gets twisted around
And you hurt the ones you love
But whatever you may think of me
We can't change the past,
and clear each other's paths
for the days we've yet to live?
Though we held on for dear life
Real love means sacrifice
But whatever you may think of me
Oh, the least I'll ever be
I'm sending you this song
I hope you get some comfort from
I'm sending you this song
Oh, from an absent friend