nothing like a friend

and in the end

the things that hold you in

are gossamer thin

disappeared with the wind

will these city streets remember us? we walked them long ago

blown apart by a bitter wind that took us far from home

and in the end

it's gossamer thin

ah

but then again

there's nothing like a friend

who can drive you 'round the bend

we'll be lovers 'til the end

will these city streets remember us? we walked them long ago

blown apart by a bitter wind that took us far from home

and in the end

it's gossamer thin

and in the end

there's nothing like a friend

will these city streets remember us? we walked them long ago

blown apart by a bitter wind that took us far from home

and in the end

it's gossamer thin

and in the end

there's nothing like a friend