We started off, a little while ago We built this little boat And set it off to sea Then we brought a friend along the way We decided he would stay Stay with you and me Bought some sticks And put then in your in hands I taught you how to stand I taught you everything I opened up your mind to something new And now it something you can use You don't have to thank me But don't expect me, to be smiling When we meet again I think you'll understand I don't think I want to be your friend Now there's only one solution And of course you jump up to conclusions And you can count how much we owe you But you just lost something much greater You just lost your best friend So don't expect me, to be smiling When we meet again I think you'll understand I don't…