I hear the voice...of an old friend,
He calls to me
When I am subdued
Loud as day, I hear this voice
Call to me in distress
What to do, I feel the presence of another
As I walk through
The house where he once lived
He means no harm, come to me when confused
Helps to relieve doubt,
Lead me through ups and downs,
I call him a friend
My one true friend, always there to help
Me through my darkness
What to do, I feel the presence
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing...
