Song For A Small Circle Of Friends

<p>Well my life is filled with songs<br/>But I just could not get along without my friends<br/>And I&#x27;m happy now, but when this good life ends<br/>I know a better life begins<br/><br/>And love to you sir Stonehill<br/>Armed with your axe full gallop on your amp<br/>Ah, you&#x27;re so crazy but you know it<br/>And I love you as we both crawl toward the Lamp<br/><br/>With Clapton on guitar, and Charlie on the drums<br/>McCartney on the Hofner bass with blisters on his thumbs<br/><br/>Dear Bobby watch your fears all hide<br/>And disappear while love inside starts growing<br/>You&#x27;re older but less colder<br/>Than the jokes and folks you spent your childhood snowing<br/>And Someone died for all your friends<br/>But even better yet, He lives again<br/>And if this song does not make sense to you<br/>I hope His Spirit slips on through<br/>He loves you<br/><br/>He loves you<br/>He loves you<br/>And if these words do not appeal to<br/>I hope His Spirit slips on through<br/>He loves you<br/><br/>He loves you<br/>He loves you<br/>And if this song does not make sense to you<br/>I hope His Spirit slips on through<br/>You know, He loves you