You used to be my friend
Best of all best friends
I could always come to you
At times when I didn't know what to do
You always came to me
When you were down, I wouldn't let you be
I always got you back on your feet
So you'd go laughing, back on the street
Now, that connection is gone
Like the darkness, when the lights go on
It's nowhere to be found
Like shattered glass, lying on the ground
Our friendship appears to have ended
While it always seemed completely unbended
Then it must have bended for you
Leaving me, not quite knowing what to do
You were my best friend and I needed you girl!
But I've found others now that I can talk to.
I know that I am not alnone in this world
I've got others who'll help me find out what to do
But who's around for you?
Can you talk to anybody like you used to talk to me?
Is there anyone who'll help you find out what to do?
Just remember this: You can, still, always come to me!