Times are not always easy, sometimes the road never ends
We trudge on feet that are weary, push on and try try again.
In those darkest hours, when we feel farthest from the sun,
We crave so much to share heartache, feel the sympathy of a loved one.
And in a life so uncertain, with fate that turns like the wind
We need someone to hold to, whenever our trials begin.
If my life was a painting, and friends the colours so bright
Then you help make up the rainbow, paint the wings as they take to flight.
With each day as we grow older, and time wraps around our lives,
I wake grateful each morning, for friends like you by our side
As the years pass into history, and memories tell the story of life
It is those helping hands, that guide and guard us from strife.
For some there are many, for others but just a few,
But all that love is measured, by what their good friends do.
