Forty-Five Hundred Times (Status Quo)

There's nobody on the end of my line I'm in time but somebody's missing Maybe I can find a hand for my hand If I find a well for my wishing Be my friend, be my friend It gets lonely on a table for two Laughing on your own can be no fun Even people that are talking to you Remind you that you're really with no-one Be my friend, be my friend Take me over like a thing from the past Lots of people wishing they'd been there No-one knowing just how long it would last But I'm sitting still here in my chair Be my friend, be my friend Forty-five hundred times I told you how much I care Forty-five hundred times I told you how much I care Problems halved are the problems that we can share White lies in our eyes, together not really there Forty-five hundred times I told you you can lean on me Forty-five hundred times I told you you can lean on me Though it's taken a long time for you to see Where we're at is the right place for us to be I sure want to stay here, it sure feels fine I feel I could be here a long long time Now that I've made it, I don't want to fade it Now that I've made it with you We came a long way, a slow way too Up from the down way and back to you Now that I've made it I don't want to fade it Now that I've made it with you