My Buddy

Life is a book that we study Some of its leaves bring a sigh There it was written, by my buddy That we must part, you and I Nights are long since you went away I think about you all through the day My buddy, my buddy Nobody quite so true I miss your voice, the touch of your hand I long to know that you understand My buddy, my buddy Your buddy misses you Your buddy misses you I miss your voice, the touch of your hand I long to know that you understand My buddy, my buddy Your buddy misses you, my buddy --- My Buddy - Glenn Frey