Ron Sexsmith

Best Friends

Ron Sexsmith


Look up my darling
Way up high
At the clouds above you 

My heart's a window darling
If you look inside
You'll see how I think of you 

We all get angry sometimes
But it disappears
Don't have the patience sometimes
I create tears 

But there's nothing in this wash
That won't come clear
In the end
Cause we're best friends