As still as the stars lay
I would always know they are there
When good times pass
I would remember them.
When friends hate each other,
I would always know they are there
The trees sway in the distance like a lost friend
I would find them.
Good times always have to end
I would try to make the best of it
Keep good friends and be happy
Happy people live longer than sad.
When we do something wrong
I would always know that
there is a person looking out for me
I would look out for them back.
When i get lost my friends guide me back
like a shooting star~
Andy