friends

i look left and then right
but find only cars in my sight
i think hard and long
i wish i knew where i belong

i search my heart
i search my soul
and then i search my small black phone
for someone i can call my own

i settle on someone i knew
someone who i spoke to once
but now i don't talk with so much

i called to hear a busy tone
i didn't wait much and shut my phone
i thought i'd call another friend
but the result was a similar end

i'm used to being on my own