Maybe I Can Be A Friend - Robin Trower

Lift your face to the warming of the sun

No other world could be ours

Forget the play on words ill used by everyone

That draw us in to their wasted hours

And maybe I could be a friend

We could turn toward the coming rise

Or drift on back into a life of ease

Your thoughts and mine, thrown up into the sky

To float like blossom in the breeze

And maybe I could be a friend

Through this time into another time

And not to wish for any more

We will learn the days we must complete

And when to let them go their own way

Break right through the surface of deceit

Out into fields of silver wing at play

And maybe I could be a friend

Maybe I could be a friend