Friends, oh happy friends
How many of us have them?
The ones who make us laugh
The ones who make life alright
How many of us have them?
How many of them do we have?
Does it matter how many we have?
Or is one enough?
Truth is, it doesn’t matter
One can be enough
Many can be even better
Number doesn’t matter
I sit in my room alone at night
Crying because I feel alone
No one understands me
No one ever will
The dark of the night closes in on me
My head is spinning out of control
Behind closed doors and locked windows
Those voices in my head won’t stop
But it’s as if God hears your pleas
And gives you friends to help
The power of friends is so much
That it might as well knock you down
They are like your guardian angels
Chosen just for you
They battle your inner demons
So that you can at least rest easy
In the darkest hour of silent solitude
The power of friends can seem so distant
One just needs to reach and out and call
And they will come running
It may take a while to fully grasp
How safe you are in God’s hands
When you feel troubled don’t ever forget
The true power of friends
