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Monday, March 05, 2007

Sometimes in life we seem to slow our pace

And in our hearts we're left with an empty space

We only think of the loneliness and pain

Then someone says there’s no need to explain

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They do not have to be your very best friend

But maybe you'll find, on them you may depend

Even if you don't say what you’re thinking inside

Just talking is better than trying to hide

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I've found people that put a smile on my face

And let me tell you, they've filled that empty space

So to the people I am talking about

I want you to know the small things really do count

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When I talk to you I feel everything's okay

To you I owe a debt I could never repay

So when you forget about the lives you touch

Think of me, for it is you I owe so much

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I hate to think, without you, what my life would be

So when you have trouble know you may lean on me

And I guess all I'm really trying to say

Is thanks, for it's the small things that have made my day

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Some friends are forever while others are not... I'm glad that i know who these special people are! To you, i say thanks..


Missing Home @8:15 PM