I call you Friend.
Together we've been
through good and bad,
and thick and thin.

Never a doubt.
Never a pout.
You've stood by me,
and that's what it's all about.

The laughter, the tears,
looking back through the years.
I call you Friend,
but let me make one thing clear.

Most friends come and go.
They breeze in, and then, they blow.
But you were different,
and that I surely know.

Things never really changed.
They just got rearranged.
Now we're closer than ever,
yet we somehow remained the same.