| When you were alive, I was never alone
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| Somewhere in the world, there was something called home
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| And as long as you lived, I would be allright
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| There were reasons to win, and incentives to fight
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| Now I’m smoking again. |
| I thought all that was through
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| And I don’t wanna live. |
| But what else can I do
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| And I feel like I’ve faked all that I ever did
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| And I’ve grown a gray beard, but I cry like a kid
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| I was seven when I sang you’d rosin the bow
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| There in Aunt Mary’s kitchen and I don’t guess I know
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| That it’s why I’ve done this for all of this time
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| But now I’m playing and singing, seems a game or a crime
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| People have called to find out if I’m fine
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| I assure them I am. |
| But I’m not — it’s a lie
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| They say in the end, your good friends pull you through
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| But everyone knows, my best friend was you
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| Hey, I’ve gotten some help. |
| I guess I was afraid
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| You suppose something will happen when someone is paid
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| But I am getting better once again I’ll be strong
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| After all, listen, I’m singing this song
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| When you were alive I was never alone
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| Somewhere in the world there was something called home
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| Now I feel like I’m homeless but I will be alright
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| I’ll get through the days. |
| I’ll face-down the night |