The last time I saw her was in a restaurant in Sydney
Just down from Bellvoir Theatre, I was going to a show
And she said "Hey Jude, how are you?"
I said "Hey, it's good to see you!"
We talked a while about old times, and friends we used to know
I'd known her many years before, we'd worked together briefly
It was a long time since I'd seen her and she'd looked terrific then
The next time that I heard of her they said she was in hospital
And now they say she died last year, it's hard to take it in
Oh, I thought I'd be much older when my friends began to die
In my 70's and they would all be elderly
Dying in their sleep and peaceful having lived productive lives
I thought I'd be much older when my friends began to die
In the past 10 years I've counted them, it's 15 now and rising
Friends and some acquaintance's once young, alive & well
Most gone before they're 50, and some before they're 40
And I'm getting good at grieving and at final sad farewells
But, I thought I'd be much older when my friends began to die
In my 70's and they would all be elderly
Dying in their sleep and peaceful having lived productive lives
I thought I'd be much older when my friends began to die
And every time I feel my own mortality come calling
And every time I weep not just for them, it's for my own
And every time the solid arms of friends keep me from falling
And every time I reach another milestone
I used to think I'd like to die all silent and unknowing
To cease upon the midnight, as I slept warm in my bed
But now I want some time to say goodbye and settle matters
I don't want to die still feeling that there's something left unsaid
But, I thought I'd be much older when my friends began to die
In my 70's and they would all be elderly
Dying in their sleep and peaceful having lived productive lives
I thought I'd be much older when my friends began to die
I thought I'd be much older when my friends began to die...