Friend Machine

One touch Look away And as far as I can tell I can't defend myself Before you know my name I can't defend myself I was an open book All the weight of the spine To the cold curbside I need a friend machine to help me outside And tomorrow comes And they all stop singing along I need a friend machine to help me just to last the night I look for deliverance but I'm living under some kind of spell I can't defend myself It's just an itch There in the bottom of the mind Come out with it You make me wonder all the time Are you listening, friend? Will you tend to me and I'll tend To the cold curbside I need a friend machine to help me outside And tomorrow comes And they all stop singing along I need a friend machine to help me just to last the night To the cold curbside I need a friend machine to help me outside And tomorrow comes And they all stop singing along I need a friend machine to help me just to last the night