The glory of friendship is not the outstretched hand,
nor the kindly smile nor the joy of companionship;
it is the spiritual inspiration that comes to one when
he discovers that someone else believes in him and is
willing to trust him
Treat your life as a Sea,
your heart as a Seashore,
Friends like waves,
It never matters how many there are,
what matters is how many touch the seashore
When times are rough
And all goes wrong
And every hill is up
When all but a few
Turn their backs on you
I''ll be one of the few
Who''ll always be there for you
