My best friend told me to let her be
she’d rather sit under that old wishing tree
and wish her way back to the stars
but those stars aren’t ours-they’re just candy bars
And a friend’s a friend til you get too close
and you find what really matters most
and what matters most ain’t a fool like me
when you can run on back to your wishing tree
Chorus:
But don’t take me back to the wishing tree
don’t take me back that’s enough for me
why don’t you give me a reason to stick around
or take me back to where I was found
And a good friend told me about her fears
she said we could heal the world with tears
all I had to give her was all I had
and then her pain wouldn’t feel so bad
And a friend’s a friend til you get too close
and you find what really matters most
and what matters most ain’t your stupi...