Nothing

I hear the voice... of an old friend, he calls to me
 When I am subdued
 Loud as day, I here this voice call to me in distress
 What to do, I feel the presence of another

 As I walk through the house where he once lived
 He means no hard, come to me when confused
 Helps to relieve doubt, led me through ups and downs, I call him a friend

 My one true friend, always there to help
 Me through my darkness
 What to do, I feel the presence
 Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing...