Lyrics Your Friend - Denison Witmer

Your Friend

We fill those rooms between us
Every day we die unto ourselves
I counted all my blessings
I signed my name across you
I took yours upon myself
I’ll be your friend
I’ll be your friend
I’ll be your friend
I’ll be your friend
I’ll be your friend
Oh my love, how could you ever know me like I know myself?
Oh my love, I wait for you to know me in the ways I know myself
I’ll be your friend
I’ll be your friend
I’ll be your friend
I’ll be your friend
I’ll be your friend
We were stupid kids
All those things we did
Scattered our young hearts in the stones
In the weeks away
How your garden changed
But day by day you’d hardly know
Now the fruits of our love fall out of the trees and down
The fruits of our love fall out of the trees and down
The fruits of our love fall out of the trees and down across the ground
I’ll be your friend