It so hard to be friends
When it was so easy to be lovers
Hold it on hold it on to each other
It so hard to be free
When it was so easy to be sheltered
Mothered by the promises
someone said would keep the fire
And fill the cup and feed hungry feelings
Know so well never tell
So hard to step forward
So easy to in turn inward
Too soon to be ended
Too late too late
To be mended
So hard to step forward
So easy to in turn inward
Too soon to be ended
Too late too late
To be mended
It so hard to be friends
When it was so easy to be lovers