At the end of the day

by Sonya   Nov 15, 2003


Where would you be if it wasnt for youre friends
Who's shoulder would you cry on
Who would give you advice
Who will share their half of the pizza
Who will make you happy at the end of the day
You would be a stranger walking alone
Even with a jacket inside you'd be cold
My friends are my life
They've taught me everything i know
At the end of the day you make sure i smile
If it wasnt for you id be in denile
The tears on your shoulder, the advice you give, that one half of the pizza i wont forget.
But at the end of the day your friends are the ones that count.

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