Whatever happened to that fellow we used to know?
The one who was quick with a smile or to crack a joke
The guy that moved with liquid ease
With peace in his heart, not anxieties
Could you put him back in touch with me?

He was a guy who was quick on his toes
Could land in the trash and still smell like a rose
Had a sparkle in his eyes, but not much of a clue
La belle indifference, bon vivant pour ingenue
He made it look easy to take some knocks and land on his feet
Could you put him back in touch with me?

He would step out and sneak across the line,
But he rarely got caught, he'd jump back just in time
Charming all the old folks: “Yes, sir! Yes, ma'am!”
Making friends is easy with a pint glass in your hand
He believed there's nothing to it; if you could dream it, you could do it
If you see my dreams, ask’em to drop a card to me

When he was in the room, people would chat
“Man, you know, it’s good to be that cat”
But a shadow cloaked the infectious light
Nearly stole my soul, and split the bright side from me

Whatever happened to the other half of me?
It headed for the Mediterranean and left me incomplete
The half that moved with liquid ease
With peace in his heart, not anxieties
Whatever happened to him, that’s what happened…
Send the airfare there to bring him back home…
Get a needle and thread and sew him back on to me