I'll need time, to get you off my mind.
And i may sometimes bother you, try to be in touch with you, even ask to much of you from time to time.
Now and then, lord you know i'll need a friend, till i get use to losing you, let me keep on using you. til i can make it on my own.
Ill get by, but no matter how i try, there be times you know i call, chances are my tears will fall. and I'll have no pride at all from time to time.
But they say, oh there will be a brighter day, but till then I'll lean on you, that's all i need to do, till i can make it on my own.
Surly someday I'll look up and see the morning sun, without another lonely night behind me. but no on knows im over you, and all my cryings down, no more hurting memories can find me.
But till then, lord you know im gonna need a friend, till i get use to losing you, let me keep on using you, till i can make it on my own.