I may be the angel
That guards your heart...
It's hard to explain,
What you do to my brain...
Remember on your 1st day at school,
Us sitting together in whitmore hall...
I don't understand what happened to us
Or why you have turned away...
Please forgive me,
Love of a friend there's none...
She's gotta do what she's gotta do
And I've gotta like it or not...
Why thank you for slamming that door in my face
And for pushing me onto the floor...
You are my friend because you are
you are better than a fancy car...
I'll write you a song
And I'll tear you all up...
Theres a thing called friendship depression,
Its like the blues but it includes frustration...
You stood for love and tolerance for the world
Now you are gone, back with the Lord...
I love you my friend
i truly do...