My Little Helper

I am an old man,
I am an old man,
I'm in the weakest part of my life,

I'm not alone here,
I have a little friend,
He is my silent helper.

My friend that comes from the great plains,
I like to listen to your talks,
I see the worth of things
In your past, in every word
you say My friend that comes from the great plains,
I like to listen to your talks,
I see the worth of things
In your past, in every word

Driver of zeppelins,
You used to fly everywhere,
But not to the moon, not on the moon

Whispering in my ears,
Rubbing my skin.
I found you smokey, telling words of warning.

Oh my...,
You save my heart
You keep me alive
You've always been there,
but I couldn't notice it
before.

You say My friend that comes from the great plains,
I like to listen to your talks,
I see the worth of things
In your past, in every word
you say My friend that comes from the great plains,
I like to listen to your talks,
I see the worth of things
In your past, in every word
you say My friend that comes from the great plains,
I like to listen to your talks,
I see the worth of things
In your past, in every word
you say