My good friend tells me to be wise
I say why bother, you know
I cannot find what's wrong or right
To me they're all in disguise
And their disguises look so good
I cannot find what's true or false
That makes no difference to my friend
He will stand by me, and this he tells me
This life is just for living
I can't tell you what it'll bring
There are good times, there are hard times
There are reasons why we cling to what we want to be
What we want to see
My good friend tells me to be smart
I say why bother, you know
I cannot find what's mind or heart
To me they kind of look the same
And when he shows me all the lies
I tell him to go to the devil
That makes no difference to my friend
He will stand by me, and this he tells me
"This life is just for living
I can't tell you what it'll bring
There are good times, there are hard times
There are reasons why we cling to what we want to be
What we want to see
But when he's gone
Who's to hold me
Who's to call me
Who's to make me rise again
Make me smile and then
Who's to tell me
This life is just for living
I can't tell you what it'll bring
There are good times, there are hard times
There are reasons why we cling to what we want to be
And what we want to see
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