So I sing to the wind Don't you dare take my friend There are fires still to light Rivers yet to swim Hold on brother ben Hold on brother, hold on brother Hold on, brother hold on Hold on brother, hold on brother Hold on, brother hold on Stay strong brother, hold on brother Hold on, brother hold on Let the angels here gather round The tide is turning Sometimes I still get scared of the dark It's not about perfect There's no straight lines in the human heart So I guess I'll aim for good enough If that's enough for you my love And we'll dance on the flames of circumstance It all disappears in the end It's long gone eleven But the phone keeps ringing I don't know what I'd do without a friend I don't know what I'd do without a friend So I sing to the wind Don't you dare take my friend There are fires still to light Rivers yet to swim Hold on brother ben Hold on brother, hold on brother Hold on, brother hold on Hold on brother, hold on brother Hold on, brother hold on Stay strong brother, hold on brother Hold on, brother hold on Let the angels here gather round you now Hold on brother, hold on brother Hold on, brother hold on Hold on brother, hold on brother Hold on, brother hold on Stay strong brother, hold on brother Hold on, brother hold on Let the angels here gather round