Bette Midler - My one true friend

^AbAnd now, is it too l^Ebate to say How you m^Dbade my life so dif^Abferent in your q^Ebuiet way? I can s^Abee the joy in si^Ebmple things, A sunlit s^Dbky and a^Abll the songs we u^Ebsed to sing. I have wa^Fmlked and ^AbI have I p^Dbrayed. I could fo^Abrgive and ^C7we could start a^Fmgain. ^AbIn the ^Bbmend, You are my o^Abne t^Ebrue f^Abriend.

For ^Aball, all the times you c^Eblosed your eyes, Al^Dblowing me to st^Abumble or to be sur^Ebprised, By l^Abife, with all it's tw^Ebists and turns. I made mis^Dbtakes, you al^Abways knew that ^EbI would learn. And when I l^Fmeft, it's y^Abou who st^Dbayed. You always k^Abnew that ^C7I'd come home a^Fmgain. ^AbIn the ^Bbmend, You are my o^Abne t^Ebrue fr^Abiend.

Though love may b^Dmreak, it never d^Amies. It changes s^Gmhape, through changing e^Dmyes. What ^CI de^Fnied, I now can ^Emsee. You always w^Dmere the light inside of ^Cme. ^F#mI know, I know, I know, I know ^Bmit was you. ^E7I have wa^F#mlked and ^AI have pr^Dayed. I could fo^Argive and ^C#we could start a^F#mgain. ^AIn the ^Bmend, you are my o^Ane t^E7rue fr^Aiend. My o^Dne t^E7rue fr^Aiend. I al^Dways, al^E7ways k^Anew, I al^Dways knew that ^Ait was you, My o^Dne t^E7rue fr^Aiend.