When I go for a walk And meet old friends we knew, We sit around and talk, Then they ask about you, What's the good if I say That you and I are thru, I tell them you're okay When they ask about you. They wonder where we've been And why we never call, I take it on the chin Until the teardrops fall, They don't mean to be smart But if they only knew, They're stepping on my heart When they ask about you