Man playing piano


You were there when I needed
Someone to talk too
I'd tell you my problems
You'd give me advice
I'd cry on your shoulder
When things got too rough

Then you would

Wipe away the tears
And say something nice
That stops me from crying
And gets me to smile
Then you'd say it's alright
Things can't be that bad

And you know

When I sit down and think
About what you just said
My God! How you're right
Things just aren't that bad
So, I pull myself together
I stop crying and then
Think how lucky I am
To have you as my friend!

~ da BEAN'ette™ ~