We build walls, We build castlesnI'll pick up the slacknI've done it for so many beforennI'm not a martyr nNo, I'm not saying that at allnBut what are friends fornFor when you fallnYou drop the linenI'll pick it upnWhen you stumble, when you fallnAnd I don't mind. No I don't mindnI just wish I had a friend from time to timennAnd oh I don't mind at all, and to my friendsnI can't express this feeling I get whennI can't express this feeling nWhat are friends for,nYah what are they for?nWhat my friends taught me mean everything to me