A Friend To You

Day after day
I wonder why
This still should be
Any kind of surprise;
Nothing has changed
When I open my eyes —
I’m just a friend…
I’m just a friend to you
Tables are turned
End over end
And this is a room
Where no love has been;
And no love lives now
And, though I pretend —
I’m just a friend…
I’m just a friend to you
You turned to me
Without knowing how
I always was there
And am, even now;
Taking your arm
When you would allow
Whenever a bitter wind blew…
And blow, it still does
In rings around my bed
And plays through the trees
That twist in my head;
I live to be more
But instead —
I’m just a friend…
I’m just a friend to you
Why must I grieve
Like something was lost
Like the light had gone out
Where our streets would cross;
Though this was always
Our way when we walked
This isn’t a street that goes through…
I wouldn’t change
The words that I spoke
Though they haunt me now
Like clothes smell of smoke;
They lay on the floor
In this room where I woke
Alone, just a friend…
Just a friend to you