Friend

Country

Soft, Beautiful Duet

Rock

On a day with bright eyes dimming,

You may want a loyal friend.

You may find a friendship growing,

A listening soul, a happy blend.

Can it be as near as touching

Lives a mate who knows your fear?

Can it be that you are brushing

By a friend who stands so near?

Oh, this friend can hear you babble.

Want to share your gentle purr.

As you skip or walk or dawdle,

You listening friend is all a-stir.

Tightly hold to such a treasure.

Catch this friend with ropes of steel.

Nourish bonds with golden pleasure.

Bind with joy. Hold firm with zeal.

If you sink in lonely silence,

Find the comfort of a friend.

Holding hands to show affection,

Evermore, your fingers blend.