My words, my feelings
I share with my best friend
Who can’t speak or move or react
But still my best friend
To whom I speak when I am lonely
Speak out my words never told
Who says something that I never hear
But still my best friend
With whom I share my sorrows
That I don’t with anybody else
Who wants to do the same but I don’t
But still, my best friend
Who also says something, I don’t hear
But hours I spend with others
Who perhaps complains but I don’t care
But still, my best friend
With whom I play all tricks known
That I seldom do with somebody
Who blends as I wish, but I won’t stop
But still, my best friend.
With whom I have my emotions attached
Who can’t speak, move or react
It’s that alluring bottle of wine
My best friend forever.
this is a very old composition of mine .... Might not be the best but i love it!
