There's nobody on the end of my line I'm in time but somebody's missing Maybe I can find a hand for my hand If I find a well for my wishing Be my friend, be my friend
It gets lonely on a table for two Laughing on your own can be no fun Even people that are talking to you Remind you that you're really with no-one Be my friend, be my friend
Take me over like a thing from the past Lots of people wishing they'd been there No-one knowing just how long it would last But I'm sitting still here in my chair Be my friend, be my friend
Forty-five hundred times I told you how much I care Forty-five hundred times I told you how much I care Problems halved are the problems that we can share White lies in our eyes, together not really there
Forty-five hundred times I told you you can lean on me Forty-five hundred times I told you you can lean on me Though it's taken a long time for you to see Where we're at is the right place for us to be
I sure want to stay here, it sure feels fine I feel I could be here a long long time Now that I've made it, I don't want to fade it Now that I've made it with you
We came a long way, a slow way too Up from the down way and back to you Now that I've made it I don't want to fade it Now that I've made it with you
I can't afford a ticket on an old Dakota airplane I gotta jump a ride on a cattle-trucking slow train I guess it doesn't matter As long as I can get my head down in the sun
I wrote a rockin' song, gonna sing it at the station I'll finish all the words when I reach my destination I guess it doesn't matter As long as I can get my head down in the sun
Hey mama, please now don't you fret none Don't worry, but please don't you forget Hey mama, please don't get upset none I gotta leave to find me something better
Hey mama, things gonna work out fine now Believe me, no need for you to write Hey mama, things gonna work out fine now I gotta friend who said that she'd invite me
I came here in the morning and I crept out in the middle of night I gave nobody warning I was leaving and I felt it was right Now I'm off again, it sure is feeling all right
Got a feeling that I'm leaving with a ticket and I won't jump a ride It's no good you believing that my leaving was a wrong, it was right Now I'm off again, it sure is feeling all right
I can't afford a ticket on an old Dakota airplane I gotta jump a ride on a cattle-trucking slow train I guess it doesn't matter As long as I can get my head down in the sun
I wrote a rockin' song, gonna sing it at the station I'll finish all the words when I reach my destination I guess it doesn't matter As long as I can get my head down in the sun I guess it doesn't matter As long as I can get my head down in the sun I guess it doesn't matter As long as I can get my head down in the sun