1 2 3 i’ll be there


The song that blasted out
out from the car radio on my 8 minute drive to work
It blasts out with the start of the engine
It blasts out loud, until I turn the volume knob down

This one was pretty easy on the ears
A beautiful song, beautiful sentiments
But I can’t help be a skeptic and cynic

There is no such thing as friends
There is no counting on others
You can only count on yourself