Friday, April 12, 2013

One Friend Left



I always thought you were the best I guess I always will. I always thought that we were blessed And I feel that way still. Sometimes we took the hard road But we always saw it through.

If I had only one friend left I'd want it to be you.

Sometimes the world was on our side Sometimes it wasn't fair. Sometimes it gave a helping hand Sometimes we didn't care. 'Cause when we were together It made the dream come true.

If I had only one friend left I'd want it to be you.

Someone who understands me And knows me inside out. Who helps keep me together And believes without a doubt, That I could move a mountain With someone to tell it to.

If I had only one friend left I'd want it to be you.

Someone who understands me And knows me inside out. Who helps keep me together And believes without a doubt, That I could move a mountain With someone to tell it to.

If I had only one friend left I'd want it to be you. 

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