My Friend

I owe a lot to you, my dear, you are a friend You care enough to listen and to understand There are so many means to many different ends I leave it up to you A post-it note displays what I did not forget A long apology but I am not upset A wake up call goes off but I'm not sleeping yet And I cannot reset At times I wish I were dead Busy people dancing all over my head I keep an eye on every possible escape while moving at my pace Whatever's coming up, I can't afford a stop There's no excuse if I am late I'm in for a surprise but there are limits to my status as a fool Even giant words with exclamation marks can't tell me what I have to do I owe a lot to you, my dear, you changed the plot You tickle tear ducts with the innocence you've got Whatever is at stake you play and one mistake It cannot ruin your day At times I wish I were dead Busy people dancing all over my head I owe a lot to you, my dear, you are a friend You care enough to listen and to understand There are so many means to many different ends The older we all get, the more we feed our fears But sweetly haunting thoughts can form a new idea There was a time to try but now it is for real I owe a lot to you, my dear, you lift me up And they can say we're losing touch, I know we're not If the friendship ends you know I won't pretend you never were a friend