Nothing

I hear the voice... of an old friend, he calls to me 
When I am subdued 
Loud as day, I here this voice call to me in distress 
What to do, I feel the presence of another 

As I walk through the house where he once lived 
He means no hard, come to me when confused 
Helps to relieve doubt, led me through ups and downs, I call him a friend 

My one true friend, always there to help 
Me through my darkness 
What to do, I feel the presence 
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing...