Forty-five Hundered Times

There’s nobody on the end of my line
i’m in time but somebody’s missing
maybe i can find a hand for my hand
if i find a well for my wishing
be my friend, be my friend
It gets lonely on a table for two
laughing on your own can be no fun
even people that are talking to you
remind you that you’re really with no-one
be my friend, be my friend
Take me over like a thing from the past
lots of people wishing they’d been there
no-one knowing just how long it would last
but i’m sitting still here in my chair
be my friend, be my friend
Forty-five hundred times i told you how much i care
forty-five hundred times i told you how much i care
problems halved are the problems that we can share
white lies in our eyes, together not really there
Forty-five hundred times i told you you can lean on me
forty-five hundred times i told you you can lean on me
though it’s taken a long time for you to see
where we’re at is the right place for us to be
I sure want to stay here, it sure feels fine
i feel i could be here a long long time
now that i’ve made it, i don’t want to fade it
now that i’ve made it with you
We came a long way, a slow way too
up from the down way and back to you
now that i’ve made it i don’t want to fade it
now that i’ve made it with you