Should the sky just turn to black And all the birds die and fall When the ghosts go marching down the streets Marching through your walls I'll be there for you With you my friend I'll be there for you With you my friend Hear my cry, hear my cry Should a flower be stoned to death And love is not around When you're hungered and your tongue is dry But your bread is filled with worms I'll be there for you With you my friend I'll be there for you With you my friend Hear my cry, hear my cry Should the stars decide not to shine And the world is cold as ice When babies only cry I'll be there for you… Hear my cry, hear my cry…