To my friend

When at night, the world sleeps,
Thoughts of life, in my mind creep,
Maybe it would have been different without you around,
Who would have held my hand when i fell to the ground,
Who would have stood by my side even when i was wrong,
When I looked towards the skies and cried for help...
Giving me your hand, u told me i've still got you, my friend.
But is this the end?
Remembering all the times we've had,
all those seasons in the sun,
Can those good time really be undone?
Once more when you turn around,
I'll be there,
waiting in the sun