Lyrics Ron Sexsmith

Ron Sexsmith

Best Friends

Look up my darling

Way up high

At the clouds above you

My heart's a window, darling

If you look inside

You'll see how I think of you

We all get angry sometimes

But it disappears

Don't have the patience sometimes

I create tears

But there's nothing in this wash

That won't come clear in the end

'Cause we're best friends