Friends are like music, sometimes they're sad
Sometimes they're lonely
And need to be told that they're loved
Everyone needs to be loved
Friends are like good wine and I've had the best
Don't always show it
But no one knows better than I
So drink up, I'm a homesick old sailor
Who longs for the sound of his own front door
Tell me your stories, I'll teach you my songs
And we'll have one more
Isn't that what friends are for
Isn't that what friends are for
Friends are like warm clothes, in the night air
Best when they're old
And we miss them the most when they're gone
Miss them the most when they're gone
Your friends love your good side
And live with your bad
But they want you and need you
When no one else knows your alive
So drink up, I'm a homesick old sailor
Who longs for the sound of his own front door
Tell me your stories, I'll teach you my songs
And we'll have one more
Isn't that what friends are for
Isn't that what friends are for
So drink up, I'm a homesick old sailor
Who longs for the sound of his own front door
Tell me your stories, I'll teach you my songs
And we'll have one more
So drink up, I'm a homesick old sailor
Who longs for the sound of his own front door
Tell me your stories, I'll teach you my songs
And we'll have one more
So drink up, I'm a homesick old sailor
Who longs for the sound of his own front door
Tell me your stories, I'll teach you my songs
And we'll have one more
So drink up, I'm a homesick old sailor
Who longs for the sound of his own front door
Tell me your stories, I'll teach you my songs
And we'll have one more
Isn't that what friends are for
Isn't that what friends are for