Friends — текст песни (tanita tikaram)

I wanna be your friend

Can I be your friend?

I wanna be your friend

Can I be your friend?



I could go into your garden

Serve you skin and bone

I could do many manic things

I wouldnt do alone



And as my mother used to say

Get out of the house and learn to play

Join in the circle and meet someone

Get out of the house

Ive a home to run



A taste of honey

A touch of warmth

Well learn to fend and find our favourite haunt

We wont swap gossip

We wont cause hate

Well take the morning to just contemplate

Where will I be hiding six years from now?

A job in the city?

(or a childs know-how)

Know how to win favours quite unconsciously

Will this be heroic, or the end of me?



I wanna be your friend

Can I be your friend?

I wanna be your friend

Can I be your friend?

I could talk to all the portraits hanging in the hall

But I wanna be your friend

Or nothing at all