Down The Steps

He's my friend, don't wake him

He's asleep for sure

Look at his eyes, open stare

Warm smile on his face

Here we go up the steps

------, no regrets

Look at his arms, hollow and cold

I'll never want to make him go

He's my friend, I know

I'll never want to make him stay

For now, He'll never go away

It's the night or the morning

------, and nothing on him

Here or there don't mean much

Sylvia says he's cold to touch

I'll never want to make him go

He's my friend, I know

I'll never want to make him stay

But now, he'll never go away

Down the steps

Fast asleep

Wake up

Make us some tea