We feel those rooms between us.
Everyday we die on to ourselves.
I counted on my blessings.
I sign my name across you,
I took yours upon myself.
I’ll be your friend,
I’ll be your friend,
I’ll be your friend,
I’ll be your friend,
I’ll be your friend.
Oh my love,
how could you ever know me like I know myself?
Oh my love,
I wait for you to know me in the waste.
I know myself.
I’ll be your friend,
I’ll be your friend,
I’ll be your friend,
I’ll be your friend,
I’ll be your friend.
We were stupid kids,
all those things we did scared out you.
Hearts into stones,
in the weeks of weak,
how you got changed?
But day by day,
you hardly know.
Now the fruits of our love fall out of the trees down,
fruits of our love fall out of the trees down,
fruits of our love fall out of the trees down across the ground.
I’ll be your friend.