Friendship

From a friend who wasn't mine
I tasted friendship
From a lover I had to share
I learnt love

By a beauty I didn't have, I was inspired
And from work I never did, I grew tired
There's too much second hand
Too much already here
Before I arrived



Credits
Writer(s): Rollo Armstrong, Ayalah Deborah Bentovim
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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