I hear the voice... of an old friend, he calls to me   When I am subdued   Loud as day, I hear 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 harm, come to me when confused   Helps to relieve doubt, lead 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...