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...