Take back the names he wouldn't have
I was afraid he wouldn't laugh
That's all he needs to stay a while
Dogs on the wall put in a line
My way
My way
Offer the phone I'm not around
Knives ought to cut through all that sound
Pencil his knees straight to the floor
Label the clothes and ask for more
My way
My way
Close my eyes
I can't find you
Reason why
We can go to
Two by two
I would carry you off to sea
Across the shore line
Don't give up
I've been telling my friends to pray
In all their spare time
With all ears
Closest from the door always hears
From the inside out
I'm all flustered
About his
Letters back home
I was you were grieving out loud
Trying to breathe
Down on your knees on wet tiles in the bathroom
