Friends Lyrics - Tanita Tikaram

I wanna be your friend 

Can I be your friend? 

I wanna be your friend 

Can I be your friend? 

I could go into your garden 

Serve you skin and bone 

I could do many manic things 

I wouldn't do alone 

And as my mother used to say 

Get out of the house and learn to play 

Join in the circle and meet someone 

Get out of the house 

I've a home to run 

A taste of honey 

A touch of warmth 

We'll learn to fend and find our favourite haunt 

We won't swap gossip 

We won't cause hate 

We'll take the morning to just contemplate 

Where will I be hiding six years from now? 

A job in the city? 

(or a child's know-how) 

Know how to win favours quite unconsciously 

Will this be heroic, or the end of me?