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Friends for me,
And friends for you.
A friend is what keeps your company.
A friend to see,
As friends have them too,
Are there for you to keep your sanity.

What do you do for a friend who hurts, who doesn’t feel much inside?
I’d help a friend who hurts, to help and make that person, in me, confide.
It’s what friends are for. Am I right? I like to think that what I say is true,
That friends are there to be with when your insides feel askew.

Don’t feel bad,
‘Cause it doesn’t work.
Take an escape to a friend you trust.
That being said,
Just don’t go berserk.
It’s friends you need, to be honest, a must.

What do you do for friends who pain, for friends who live and give through
To the many things this World spits up, the things that need to be construed?
I’d say that you be with them, and let them complain to you. Never the case
Be minded, just that they feel better too. It’s friends where people are in place.

Talk some more,
It does many a wonder.
I can surely attest to that, my beloved friend.
Friends will adore
A story engendered
To making some positive feedback at your hand.

What do you do for friends in misery, who can only see what’s on the ground?
I’d show them what’s in front of themselves, in hopes the view is set to astound.
I’d like to think I’m right, as an idealist might say these things. If it seems right,
That’s what I aim for, and I never back down until their face is a pleasant sight.

Stay with your true friends always, and make the most of them.

Description
Friends for me,
And friends for you.
A friend is what keeps your company.
A friend to see,
As friends have them too,
Are there for you to keep your sanity.

What do you do for a friend who hurts, who doesn’t feel much inside?
I’d help a friend who hurts, to help and make that person, in me, confide.
It’s what friends are for. Am I right? I like to think that what I say is true,
That friends are there to be with when your insides feel askew.

Don’t feel bad,
‘Cause it doesn’t work.
Take an escape to a friend you trust.
That being said,
Just don’t go berserk.
It’s friends you need, to be honest, a must.

What do you do for friends who pain, for friends who live and give through
To the many things this World spits up, the things that need to be construed?
I’d say that you be with them, and let them complain to you. Never the case
Be minded, just that they feel better too. It’s friends where people are in place.

Talk some more,
It does many a wonder.
I can surely attest to that, my beloved friend.
Friends will adore
A story engendered
To making some positive feedback at your hand.

What do you do for friends in misery, who can only see what’s on the ground?
I’d show them what’s in front of themselves, in hopes the view is set to astound.
I’d like to think I’m right, as an idealist might say these things. If it seems right,
That’s what I aim for, and I never back down until their face is a pleasant sight.

Stay with your true friends always, and make the most of them.