Down The Steps

He's my friend, don't wake him
He's asleep for sure
Look at his eyes, open stare
Warm smile on his face

Here we go up the steps
------, no regrets
Look at his arms, hollow and cold

I'll never want to make him go
He's my friend, I know
I'll never want to make him stay
For now, He'll never go away

It's the night or the morning
------, and nothing on him
Here or there don't mean much
Sylvia says he's cold to touch

I'll never want to make him go
He's my friend, I know
I'll never want to make him stay
But now, he'll never go away

Down the steps
Fast asleep
Wake up
Make us some tea