| I was wrong, everybody needs someone, to hold on Take my hand, I’ve been a lonesome man, took a while to understand
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| There’s some things we can’t live without,
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| A man’s so prone to doubt,
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| Faithful are the wounds from friends.
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| So give it just a little time,
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| Share some bread and wine
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| Weave your heart into mine,
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| My friend
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| Walls fall down, where there’s a peaceful sound, lonely souls hang around
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| Don’t be shy, there’s nothing left to hide, come on let’s talk a while
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| Of the places we left behind,
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| No longer yours and mine
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| But we could build a good thing here too
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| So give it just a little time,
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| Share bread and wine
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| Weave your heart into mine
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| If I fall, I fall alone, but two can help to bear the load
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| A threefold chord is hard to break
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| All I have I give to you if you will share your sorrows too,
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| Then joy will be the crown upon our heads
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| My friend |