Food For Thought, Friends

When you're down and troubled
And you need a helping hand
And nothing, nothing is going right.
Close your eyes and think of me
And soon I will be there
To brighten up even your darkest nights.

You just call out my name,
And you know wherever I am
Ill come running,
To see you again.
Winter, spring, summer, or fall,
All you have to do is call
And Ill be there, yes I will
You've got a friend.