I'll Be There

Should the sky just turn to black

And all birds die and fall

When the ghosts go marching down the street

Marching through you walls

I'll be there for you

With you, my friend

I'll be there for you

With you, my friend

Hear my cry, hear my cry

Should a flower be stoned to death

And love is not around

When you're hungered and you tongue is dry

But your bread is filled with worms

Hear my cry, hear my cry

Hear my cry, hear my cry

Should the stars decide not to shine

And the world is cold as ice

Whe babies only crie

Here my cry, here my cry