Monday, January 17, 2005

My Dear, Sweet, J.

Me too. More than you'll ever know.


"When you're down and troubled, and you need some loving care,
and nothing, nothing is going right.
Close your eyes and think of me, and soon I will be there
to brighten up even your darkest night.

You just call out my name, and you know wherever I am,
I'll come running to see you again.
Winter, spring, summer or fall all you have to do is call,
and I'll be there.
You've got a friend.

If the sky above you grows dark and full of clouds,
and that old North wind begins to blow.
Keep your head together, and call my name out loud,
soon you'll hear me knocking at your door.

You just call out my name, and you know wherever I am,
I'll come running to see you again.
Winter, spring, summer or fall all you have to do is call,
and I'll be there.

Ain't it good to know, you've got a friend.

When people can be so cold, they'll hurt you and desert you
and take your soul if you let them.
Oh, but don't you let them.

You just call out my name, and you know wherever I am,
I'll come running to see you again.
Winter, spring, summer or fall all you've got to do is call,
and I'll be there, you've got a friend."

Carole King

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Surviving together for the good of the group is a high calling for all whom life has chewed up and spit out a few times. However, we are all up to it.

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