Should the sky just turn to black And all birds die and fall When the ghosts go marching down the street Marching through you walls CHORUS: 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 you tongue is dry But your bread is filled with worms CHORUS Hear my cry, hear my cry Hear my cry, hear my cry Should the stars decide not to shine And the world is cold as ice Whe babies only crie CHORUS Here my cry, here my cry