In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row...

If I could jump high and catch a rainbow,
I would just catch it for you...

There's nothing as nice as someone who shares,
YOUR laughter...

I'm here don't fear,
I'll always be there for you...

I love the way you look at me,
Your eyes so bright and blue...

A gentle word like a spark of light,
Illuminates me soul...

A Friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need lifting up...

You are friendly, kind and caring
Sensitive, loyal and understanding...

Standing by you,
All the way...

Friendsship is like the breeze,
You can't hold it...

Friends will come and friends will go,
The seasons change and it will show...

I'd like to be the sort of friend that
you have been to me...