Don\'t cry,
for this is not the end,
for therein lies
a beautiful place ahead
Take a walk with me
on that fateful journey,
and we\'ll talk of that uneventful
road back home...
...Lost your job and tired
of being lonely?,
it can be a long ways off home,
Sweet friend,
oh sweet friend
Barely have any money
to pay those dreaded bills, it can all come crashing fast
and dash for broke
Drowning your sorrows on booze and cigarettes,
bracing an anxious debt inside a maze of troubles,
...desperately trying to load your mind off
to get back home
...Hiding in kneeling doubt,
clouted inside a shaded corner,
come and take my hand,
and we\'ll walk our way back home
Sweet friend,
oh dear friend
Battle on and keep on dreaming,
for yesterday can be
so much worse,
and now it\'s time to heal
For as your world
is turning, and changing,
you\'ve got to be free,
with your smile
Hopes are fleeting, and fading,
but you\'ve still got to be free,
in your style
Life ain\'t no evening bed of roses
but you still got to hold on,
for that long mile of trials
will suddenly manifest and descend upon you
Finite tears will dry
on heavenly whispers
and ponder, so don\'t worry,
...for your dream will arise
from your evening black rose,
and beautifully dawn on you,
A reign of silence
will mend your broken peace,
embracing your life
leading all the way back home
For I will be your friend,
to piece your heart
when you need me most...