Friends

                      there's a red light burning a hole in the fog
                      there's a wind blowing in from the docks
                      there's an old man sitting by the fire with his dog
                      staring at a grandfather clock

                      he sees a city in a land far away
                      where it's warm and bright all year
                      and he thinks about the years and the people slipping away
                      and he knows he won't get there from here

                      and that's what friends are for
                      that's what lovers do
                      that's what friends are for
                      and I've got you
                      that's what friends are for
                      that's what lovers do
                      that's what friends are for
                      and I've got you

                      and people have to take care of each other
                      it's that simple

                      there was a time when you and I could laugh
                      we could let the world go by
                      there were no choices there was just one path
                      and no one wondered why
                      we had a fine sense of conviction
                      it was easy and it was right
                      no confusion, or friction
                      man that was poetry and it was flight

                      and that's what friends are for
                      that's what lovers do
                      that's what friends are for
                      and I've got you