Friends
John Corabi
I'm sitting in this room-alone
Time is passing by
I think of things I've said-and done
And now I wonder why
At times all my eyes see
Is a world of misery
When I'm overwhelmed with pain
You tell me how endeared I am my friend
Somehow we know just what we're thinking
And listen when the other calls
I'm here waiting for you call
And when we're feeling down
We pick each other up before we fall
You're sitting in your room-alone
Life is passing by
You think of things you said-and
All that you've done
Now you wonder why
And when all your eyes see
This world of misery
When you're overwhelmed with pain
I'll tell you how you endeared you
Are my friend
