Lyrics Friends Getting Cold - The Plan

Friends Getting Cold

Friends getting cold, love is growing old
Time takes its toll, life’s like paying back a loan
And I had me dreams they’re gone
The pictures lose their colors
The boss is getting harder
And when I dance I can’t feel the tones
Oh Lord what are they doing to me
Oh, and people talk about what is what
I stay in the car, I’m waiting on a shooting star
I’m waiting on a shooting star
I’m waiting on a shooting star
Oh Lord what’s happening to me