You think of yourself as a garden of thorns,
When a true friend only sees the rose.
You think of yourself as a darkening cloud,
When a true friend sees only your sunlight.
You think of yourself as roaring thunder and lighting,
When a true friend only sees a rainbow.
You think you never belonged here,
When a true friend thinks the world would fall apart without you.
You could be crying a river,
When a true friend is the dam that stops the flow.
You could be like a dagger,
When a true friend is careful not to take the blow.
They\'ll always be there for you,
Even if you break their hearts for others who just use you.