I Just Need You HereNext To MeTalking Like A FriendI’d Ask You All The QuestionsThat Are Swimming In My HeadLike Why’s The World On FireAnd All The Heartache It Never EndsBut Yet The Flowers Make Me CryAnd All The Music Makes Me DanceRight Here, Across From MeLike Two Kids In The SandYou’d Talk About My HistoryAnd You’d Make It All Make SenseAnd We’d Cry About My GrandmaAnd We’d Laugh About My PlansI Bet You’d Change My Whole PerspectiveJust By TalkingTalking Like Friends
