You're my friend.
You're the only one
I count on...
When everyone stops counting,
you're still there.

You're my friend.
You're the only one who matters...
the only one who knows
my true intent.

Is it good enough for you?
Or do you just stand by
because that's what you do?
Because that's who you are?

I wish I was like you
wonder if I'll ever be
you're so