By Jimmy Rankin and Steve MacDougall
We were young, we were friends, we were lovers
Before time had thrown us in to the arms of others
Sang all the words to my old 45s
In the days when John Lennon was still alive
When summer ended you went off to school
And I got a job like a man’s supposed to do
You went on to find fortune and fame
Things ‘round here they never really changed
This may be nothing
Like an arrow in the dark
This may be nothing
I swear to God and cross my heart
But I got this feeling again
And it may be nothing
I hope the days and years have all been kind to you
Has your life turned out like you wanted it to
You see my Father’s house has worn under the weather
My life’s another story all together
This may be nothing
Like an arrow in the dark
This may be nothing
I swear to God and cross my heart
But I got this feeling again
And it may be nothing, nothing
We were young, we were friends, we were lovers
Before time had thrown us in to the arms of others
And I got this feeling again
Oh I got this feeling
And it may be nothing
It may be nothing, nothing
