Silences make the real conversation between friends. Not the saying but the never needing to say is what count
A friend hears the song in my heart and sings it to me when my memory fail
Happiness seems made to be shred
Odd how much it hurts when a friend moves away and leaves behind only silence.
There’s nothing more precious in this world than the feeling of being wanted
What do we live for, if it is not to make life less difficult for each other.
Ah, how good it feels the hand of an old friend.
A friend hears the song in my heart and sings it to me when my memory fail
Happiness seems made to be shred
Odd how much it hurts when a friend moves away and leaves behind only silence.
There’s nothing more precious in this world than the feeling of being wanted
What do we live for, if it is not to make life less difficult for each other.
Ah, how good it feels the hand of an old friend.
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