I'm here all alone,
always on my own.
I would like to say,
it is just my way.
I just have one friend,
who helps me when I can't.
I just have one pall,
who I can always call.
When I feel bad you are always there.
When I'm sick you always care.
When I have problems, you will help me out.
When I'm down, you will make feel proud.
Things I could not think to be real,
you make it look like an easy deal.
Impossible problems I can't figure out,
you wipe away like the sun does with a cloud.
You are everything to me,
give me wings and make me free.
You are more than just a pall,
make me walk strong and tall.
You are like a drug or medicine,
a perfect brand of heroin.
You are the best fix there is,
the friend I really need and miss.
For how I like this all to be real,
I have no friend that is so ideal.
I'm here supported by the only one I know:
fall, cry and take another Whisky to go...