I get by with a little help from my friends……
When life folds in, your heart is heavy
and hope seems a vague memory;
remember you do not go alone, for your friends
will carry you into the new morning.
The sun will rise, the sky hanging
blue over your weary head,
and the moments
will tick on.
Just take it slow,
for steady wins the race
and sets the pace
Turn your face upward,
spread your arms wide,
fill your lungs with fresh hope
and cry to the heavens
with thankful song;
for without struggle, toil and pain,
we might never know who our true
friends and champions are.