there comes a time
between hellos and goodbyes
where we make the best of friends

at the start of hello
there's no way to know
when we will say hello again

still we play along
in the comings and goings
most of the time hedging our bets

because we never know
the direction the flow
or how swift the current might get

as we're swimming through life
in the low and high tides
above it all trying to keep our heads

sometimes we find
the time to say goodbye
with what little time there is left

hard to believe
they're about to leave
while hoping all words have been said

there comes a time
between hellos and goodbyes
where we also lose the best of friends