I had this dream and You were in it There was this party and You were there Simple evening with just a few close friends People were pressing for Your attention You were patient, everybody could see But all the time You were lookin' round the room for me But hey, after all, it's my dream Chorus I wanna be the kind of friend that Jesus would call Yeah, you know if He had a telephone At the end of the day Just to talk about nothin', nothing' Yeah, I wanna be the kind of friend He'd wanna be around You know without a word, without a sound Wouldn't that be somethin', somethin', yeah Is that so hard to imagine The Lord Jesus as a friend like that Spending time in the pleasure of your company True companion like no other You never had a friend like this If you're havin' a little trouble believing Come on, put yourself in my dream [Chorus:] Wouldn't that be somethin', somethin', yeah Copyright 1998 Material Music (Admin. By word music) / Word Music (A div. Of word music) / ascap