nobody smiled and nobody cared
nobody helped us along.
every moment looked after itself and
things always went to the strong;
nobody cared just a little about you
nobody cared about me,
we stood alone, in the battle of life,
a sad old world this would be.
is sweet, 'cuz of friends we have made
the things that we choose to share.
want to live on, enjoying ourselves,
enjoying the people who care.
is doing and giving for somebody else
which all of life's beauty depends.
joy of this world,
when you've summed it all up,
found in the making of friends.
wanted you to know
I'm glad you're my friend!!!