Texty písní Richard Hawley

Richard Hawley

Nothing Like a Friend

And in the end, the things that hold you in

Are gossamer thin, disappeared with the wind

Will these city streets remember us? We walked them long ago

Blown apart by a bitter wind that took us far from home

And in the end, it's gossamer thin

Ah, but then again,

There's nothing like a friend

Who can drive you 'round the bend,

We'll be lovers 'til the end

Will these city streets remember us? We walked them long ago

Blown apart by a bitter wind that took us far from home

And in the end, it's gossamer thin

And in the end, there's nothing like a friend

Will these city streets remember us? We walked them long ago

Blown apart by a bitter wind that took us far from home

And in the end, it's gossamer thin

And in the end, there's nothing like a friend