I don't know exactly what it's like to be you. I don't
I don't know exactly what it's like to be you.
I don't know everything that goes through your mind.
I don't know how long your fake smile has been there.
I do know that when you need a friend, I'll be there.
I know that you might not be okay all the time.
I know that when you need someone at 4 in the morning, I'll
be there right by your side.
Because what else are friends for?