The Quiet Strength

I'm always listening when you need an ear A shoulder to cry on, a calm voice of cheer My friends can count on me without a doubt To lift them up when their days feel bleak and fraught But who is left when the tears are mine to shed? When worries keep me awake as night draws ahead My strength is quiet, for others to borrow But who will be with me in my times of sorrow? I give without a thought for what I might receive Now a gentle soul my own tears longs to grieve My friends, can you be for me what I am for you? Support me as I've supported - it's only fair and true.