Instrumenty
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Opera
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Wykonawcy

Teksty: Air Supply. My Best Friend.

You're here, looking like my best friend
Hoping you'll find a way to tell me you just can't stay
You laugh hard at the world I know
Now that the seasons show
You tell me, love, your heart will soon mend

We counted every day
Only to show we needed each other
Who needs a reason to love
When friends just seem to know

They know it
You have lots of dreams I know
Now It's the close of the show
Let's hope it all passes by in the end

So get yourself along
You're my best friend

We counted every day
Only to show we needed each other
Who needs a reason to love
When friends just seem to know

They know it
You have lots of dreams I know
Now It's the close of the show
Let's hope it all passes by in the end

So get yourself along
You're my best friend