What are friends for?
For picking us up when we fall
For bringing us down to earth
For keeping us humble when we brag
For reassuring us of our worth
That’s what friends are for
Where are friends found?
In silver frames that sit by beds
In hours of desperate need
In long lost laughter fresh discovered
In my heart until its last blood bleed
That’s where you’re ever found
When are friends true?
When nonjudgmental hands tend wounds
When black fears aren’t faced alone
When words gone unsaid don’t go unheard
When eyes cry for sorrows not their own
That’s when I’ll be there for you
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