what did i do?
what did i say?
why do i seem to be in your way?
friends till the end
or so that’s what i thought
now you don’t have time
and i’m always left out
haven’t i been there for you?
through thick and thin
figment of my imagination
or is that the way it’s been?
when others turned their back
whether they were right or wrong
didn’t i stand by you?
wasn’t i your friend all along?
on your lonely nights
when no one else could relate
i never thought twice
it was never a debate
i’m always there to hear you out
wistening all the way, without a doubt
what’s so bad about wanting the same?
a friend that will stand by me
one that won’t play games..
