To My Best Friend, by Laurent. Subscribe to rss feed for Laurent.

You see, 
my best friend is there for me
in every second, every minute.
It all counts to him.

He's the one I remember
when I close my eyes
and open them.

My best friend was always there
when I needed him the most.
Thru blood and tears
to sweet and pain.
The times when I was lost,
when my wildest fears
knocked on my door,
he was there!

He didn't want any of my secrets,
but I kept telling them 
to him anyway.

He didn't have phone,
but I found the ways to call
him and say to him all the pain
I've been taking.
All the dreams I had.
I called him with my eyes closed
and my arms crossed.

I remember every time I was defeated.
When I was on the ground.
I found myself in between
the lost and found.
He was always saying:
You're not alone,
you're good,
'Cause I'm your friend!

I'm your GOD!

Posted: 2013-02-07 18:12:50 UTC

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