When I am down and need to cry till morning,
I know just where I am going.
When I’m in need of sweet commiseration
To speak out loud.
Raise a glass to friendship
And to knowing you don’t have to go alone.
We’ll raise out hearts to share each other’s burdens
On this road.
Every burden I have carried,
Every joy–it’s understood.
Life with you is half as hard,
And twice as good.
With my good news you’re dancing on the table:
Baby’s born, to celebration.
The joy of life, oh what a sweet communion,
Shared with you.
Every burden I have carried,
Every joy–it’s understood.
Life with you is half as hard,
And twice as good.
Every burden I have carried,
Every joy–it’s understood.
Life with you is half as hard,
And twice as good.
I know we’re growing older,
Can you imagine what that will bring?
It’s all a mystery to me now,
Except this one thing:
It’ll be half as hard, and twice as good.
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