All my friends,
they all live in pain.
Longing for the warmth of childhood
to bring them home again.
All my friends
got broken hearts.
And if the world's a stage,
we're searching for our parts.
We'll face the winds
that break the strongest of trees.
And beckon for the sweet, soft, summer breeze.
All my friends
got broken wings.
Never will you hear them asking why
the caged bird sings.
All my friends,
know how to live.
Oh so much sorrow,
so much love to give.
We'll face the winds,
that break the strongest of trees.
Beckon for the sweet, soft, summer breeze.
We all know that storm is coming.
Everybody wants to know which way to go.
I see the crowds running,
Aw, the winds gonna blow.
All my friends
are dear to me.
Oh when the storm comes,
they're as close as family.
All my friends
are the ones I chose.
Oh, if I hear them knocking,
you know I can't refuse.
We'll face the winds
that break the strongest of trees.
And beckon for the sweet, soft, summer breeze.
All my friends.
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