I surround myself with people who care
And I don't know why.
I can't stand to see their suffering,
My heart breaks when they want to die.

Those who I surround myself with
They are those who care,
And maybe that's why -
Because I know they will be there.

When I have troubles,
Or when their troubles need me,
I can assure myself that I won't hesitate
To give them what they need.

I know why, why I am surrounded with my friends
It's because of the good times they bring -
The laughter, and the joy.
In the end, it causes me to believe that anything
Can be possible when they are around.

Anything is possible with your friends
Such as fight off the troubles that come abound;
Ones each of us must share.