| You came to me, hand on your broken heart
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| For a shoulder to cry on
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| You came to me looking for a confidante
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| And a friend you could rely on
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| Friendships border relationships
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| And I’m showing signs of strain
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| It’s the same old story with the same old script
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| Only now the rules have changed
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| Baby, I’m a friend in need
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| And I really need to be loved by you
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| You got me so that I can’t see
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| Baby, I’m a friend indeed, a friend in need of love
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| You asked for advice and security
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| And I tried to sound mature
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| But how can my words reach maturity
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| When my heart’s so insecure
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| 'Cos friendships border relationships
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| And it’s so hard to define
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| But you cannot plead immaturity
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| When you cross the borderline
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| Friends may come, friends may go
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| But love will always stay
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| Dreams become reality
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| When friends and dreamers give their hearts away
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| I know that the last thing you’re looking for
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| Is a casual affair
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| But if we get involved
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| We may just solve our mutual despair
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| CHORUS TO FADE |