You tell him ‘bout your loving life
But you don’t look him in his face
‘cause if you did, you’d see the haze
Of emotions in a raging dive
Your best friend
That’s what he lives for
Your best friend
That’s what he’d die for
You deserve the very best
But in his true and honest eyes
Your new guy not even qualifies
For the dirty, little rest
Your best friend
That’s what he breathes for
Your best friend
That’s what he’d grief for
He sees just another stepping stone
For the next suitor to the throne
And he, the only one who cares
Falls down another set of stairs
Your best friend
That’s what he fights for
Your best friend
That’s what he’d lose for
If you were really looking for
The man you always talk about
Perhaps you would hear him shout
‘I’m the one you’re hoping for! ’
But your best friend
That’s what he lives for
And your best friend
That’s what he’d die for
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem