I was wrong, everybody needs someone, to hold on Take my hand, I've been a lonesome man, took a while to understand
There's some things we can't live without, A man's so prone to doubt, Faithful are the wounds from friends. So give it just a little time, Share some bread and wine Weave your heart into mine, My friend
Walls fall down, where there's a peaceful sound, lonely souls hang around Don't be shy, there's nothing left to hide, come on let's talk a while
Of the places we left behind, No longer yours and mine But we could build a good thing here too So give it just a little time, Share bread and wine Weave your heart into mine
If I fall, I fall alone, but two can help to bear the load A threefold chord is hard to break All I have I give to you if you will share your sorrows too, Then joy will be the crown upon our heads My friend
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