That's what friends are here for

That's what friends are here for

I've been listing to this song on repeat for the last week. Something about that twangy-slide-like melody that tugs at the heart strings.

"Next time might be your time" - "Blue" Gene Tyranny
Vocals Patrice Manget

Hey baby
Hey maybe I'm forgetting to say
That I stayed with you
Because I wanted to
And you were so very fine
You listened to my troubling mind
Said "Leave all that history behind
And deal with life as it's offered to you."
Oh honey
You know we'll treat each other just fine
If we make a space
And have the grace of a natural scene
I will listen to you
You will listen to me
We'll make it up in our own time
You know the next time might be your time
For love and honor
To take the bother just to see this thing through
Is that what friends are here for?
Dear companion
We could be in Arizona or France
What will the world be like, when we see each other clear of all circumstance?
What difference does it make?
Why don't you take a break
From whatever puts the pressure on you?
Oh listen
Can you go back to before you were born?
To the smiling place
Where having to stay who you are day after day
There must have been a light
Before the stories took away your fight
Were not attached or separate in space
Oh listen
Can you go back to before you were born?
To the smiling place
Where having to stay who you are day after day
There must have been the light
Before the stories took away your sight
Were not attached or separate in space
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