FRIENDS... WHAT COMES TO YOU, COMES TO ME...
Begin with 1,2,3
counting the number,
Begin with A, B, C
Spelling the letter,
Begin with Do, Re, Mi,
Sing the symphony,
Begin with you and me,
You; friends of me...
Later...In the future,
If sadness hard to endure,
Reach me for a cure,
I don't promise nor sure,
Make you laugh far from sore,
But I will cry with you, 'I'm here'.
Before...You running away,
'Which pain no need its play',
Still remember what I say?
I don't promise nor swear,
I couldn't make you stay,
But I will run with you, 'Let's pray'.
Today...You call me for something,
Hurting, hard to say anything,
One question; what's happening?
'I'm not perfect of human being.'
Without you, I am nothing,
Because of you, i got everything.
Someday... If my skies lost the bright,
I'm lost not even before your sight,
Come reach me, come faster and stride,
No matter strong I lose from life's fight,
I never ask but i do need you by my side,
Perhaps I need you until everything all right.
So Friends between friends should be...
A summer cooler,
A winter warmer,
An autumn bloomer,
And a spring calmer...
FRIENDS... WHAT COMES TO ME, COMES TO YOU...
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