«To MD»

I want to hold your hand, my friend,
when I reveal the secrets of my life
to those I hold dear to my heart, my friend

I want to have you cry with me, my friend,
when in solitude I find myself in strife
between an old and new life, my friend

I want to escape with you, my friend
to far away places where I feel not the knife
that life has plunged in my heart, my friend

and in the end, I want you all to me, my friend
to have and hold like no man ever did a wife,
for in my heart and life, in tranquil hours and in strife
I know I'll find in you my constant self
I know I'll find in you a friend, my friend