I hear the voice... of an old friend, he calls to me

When I am subdued

Loud as day, I here this voice call to me in distress

What to do, I feel the presence of another

As I walk through the house where he once lived

He means no hard, come to me when confused

Helps to relieve doubt, led me through ups and downs, I call him a friend

My one true friend, always there to help

Me through my darkness

What to do, I feel the presence

Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing...