There are nights of hot lights and bright laughter
Crazy flights, and the loneliness after
When the lamps are all dim, and the silence like stone
I’ll Be Your Friend.
When it’s time to go home
I will attend, I’ll Be Your Friend.

Some folks rail at the chances they’re given
But you, you’ve made me glad we’re both living
Through the dark angry night, and the cold quiet gray
I’ll Be Your Friend.
It’s easy to stay warm in July
When the sleet and the storms
Have surely passed by.
But even through them I’ll Be Your Friend, I’ll Be Your Friend.

I will give but I need to explain first
Not the most; there’s so much I’d have to change first
But I give you my best, a voice in the storm
I’ll Be Your Friend, I’ll keep you warm
And you’ll always be the fire in me
I’ll Be Your Friend,
I’ll Be Your Friend...

When your prayers are on hold,
And the line’s going dead
Remember I said
I’ll Be Your Friend, I’ll Be Your Friend
Two hearts in the wind
I Will Be, I Will Be Your Friend.
Let me say it again
I’ll Be Your Friend.

© 1993 JOE PIKETMUSIC (ASCAP)