Friends are like music

Sometimes they're sad

Sometimes they're lonely

And need to be told that they're loved

Everyone needs to be loved

Friends are like good wine



And I've had the best

I don't always show it

But no one knows better than I

So drink up

I'm a homesick old sailor

Who longs for the sound of my own front door



Tell me your stories

I'll teach you my songs

And we'll have one more

Isn't that what friends are for?

Isn't that what friends are for?

Friends are like warm clothes



In the night air

Best when they're old

And we miss them the most when they're gone

Miss them the most when they're gone

Your friends love your good side



and live with your bad

But they want you and need you

When no one else knows your alive



So drink up

I'm a homesick old sailor

Who longs for the sound of my own front door



Tell me your stories

I'll teach you my songs

And we'll have one more

Isn't that what friends are for?

Isn't that what friends are for?



So drink up

I'm a homesick old sailor

Who longs for the sound of my own front door



Tell me your stories

I'll teach you my songs

And we'll have one more



So drink up

I'm a homesick old sailor

Who longs for the sound of my own front door



Tell me your stories

and I'll sing you all my songs

And we'll have one more

Isn't that what friends are for?

Isn't that what friends are for?

Writer : BACHARACH, BURT / SAGER, CAROLE BAYER
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group