I never really had a friend of my own I once had a woman I thought we were close But that was then, another life and time She was my lover, no friend of mine And it was a man, a long time ago That planted the seed That now is this tree Whose leaves are these stories These words and these songs Looking for a friend Looking for a good friend There is a lady In my neighbourhood I go and see her sometimes When I'm not feeling good Together we watch All the people in the street We always see someone We would like to meet But It's not easy to make a new friend To get next to a stranger And take him in You want to know them You want to touch Sometimes you slip And reveal too much Looking for a friend Looking for a good friend