there's a red light burning a hole in the fog there's a wind blowing in from the docks there's an old man sitting by the fire with his dog staring at a grandfather clock he sees a city in a land far away where it's warm and bright all year and he thinks about the years and the people slipping away and he knows he won't get there from here and that's what friends are for that's what lovers do that's what friends are for and I've got you that's what friends are for that's what lovers do that's what friends are for and I've got you and people have to take care of each other it's that simple there was a time when you and I could laugh we could let the world go by there were no choices there was just one path and no one wondered why we had a fine sense of conviction it was easy and it was right no confusion, or friction man that was poetry and it was flight and that's what friends are for that's what lovers do that's what friends are for and I've got you