Nothing Like A Friend

Richard Hawley


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 till 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.