Friend (goin' home)

I might not say what I have in the back of my mind

But you always seem to know

You can see right through me

You always get right to me

Even if I might not let it show

I can’t recall all the times that I held out my hand

And you held out your hand too

Never did you doubt me,

You knew all about me

And you’ve found a way to pull me through

When the road I’m running doesn’t end

Then love is waiting round the bend

I pick up my pace and then I pretend

I’m going home to see my friend

Alright, yea

Took me a long time to learn, I’m glad you waited around

Sometimes I take a while to see

I’m better because of you, I hope you know I love you

‘Cause I know how much that you love me

When the road I’m running doesn’t end

Then love is waiting round the bend

I pick up my pace and then I pretend

I’m going home to see my friend

Like the bird I breather, that’s a friend indeed

It’s a church on the horizon

All the soldiers who knows the world is screwed

It’s the show that they’ll keep prize on

When the road I’m running doesn’t end

Then love is waiting round the bend

I pick up my pace and then I pretend

I’m going home to see my friend

I’m going home to see my friend

I’m going home to see my friend