I have a friend
Who is perfect for me
who listens to all my problems
No matter how dumb they may be
who tells me to be myself
And that I should never change
who was shy on the phone
But would still call
who knew just how I felt
And how happy I could be
who listens to me patiently
But never judges what I do or say
And never went away
I could tell all my dreams
My friend never goes and tells
keeps it all bottled up inside
And doesn't spread it like a bee
I am thankful for that friend of mine
Our friendship will never end
And that is why i call the person
my " best friend "
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