We all have pain, we all have sorrow
But if we are wise
We know that there's always tomorrow
Lean on me when you're not strong
And I'll be your friend, I'll help you carry on
For it won't be long
'Til I'm gonna need somebody to lean on
I love friends, friendship.. Nature's way of giving a touch, receiving a touch - being touched.
The smile, the tease ("If I didn't like you, I wouldn't tease you").. The "I know what you're thinking" thought..
Please, swallow your pride
If I have things you need to borrow
For no one can fill those of your needs
That you won't let show
You just call on me, brother, when you need a hand
We all need somebody to lean on
I just might have a problem that you'll understand
We all need somebody to lean on
Varying degrees of friends... BFF, 'distant' friends, from afar, nearby, frequent, infrequent, knowing EVERYTHING about each, not knowing so much about each
Lean on me when you're not strong
And I'll be your friend, I'll help you carry on
For it won't be long
'Til I'm gonna need somebody to lean on
You just call on me, brother, when you need a hand
We all need somebody to lean on
I just might have a problem that you'll understand
We all need somebody to lean on
Friends means inviting, being invited. Conspiring on pranks. Agreeing to disagree. Friends means appreciating being asked "how ya doin?" - always reciprocating - and the words genuine concern fall in place there somewhere too.
If there is a load
You have to bear that you can't carry
I'm right up the road, I'll share your load
If you just call me
Friends have a way of knowing when you're in need, but fear to ask. And vice versa. A phone call. An IM. An email. A personal visit. A feel good given, received, paid forward.
Call me (If you need a friend)
Call me (Call me uh-huh)
Call me (When you need a friend)
Call me (If you ever need a friend)
Call me (Call me)
Call me (Call me)
Call me (Call me)
Call me (Call me)
Call me (If you need a friend)
Call me (Call me)
Call me (Call me)
Call me (Call me)
Call me (Call me)
Call me
(Gracias to the Boyles for including/inviting me last night into their home to celebrate the visit of Mr. Webb from Sunny Cal. 2013 once again became 1970. Old bodies, youthful brains. Friends/friendship means 'fun had by all.' [Bortko, please explain, or demonstrate to VV what 'twerking' is.)
Friends are quilts. Many make the whole. Two leaning make each upright. Love is all you need. We all need someone to lean on.
Sappy? Probably. But sincere. (Victor, you CAN'T start a sentence with "but".) Watch me, friend. Love, Victurd.
1 comment:
Nice job.
I hate missing all the fun.
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