Loving father, friend and son Printed backwards on my shoulder blade From leaning back on a plaque on a bench I carry David´s name until it fades
Why does it feel significant? Why do I have to tell you about it? Trying to fall asleep, back flat on the floor While you were eating continental breakfast in Singapore You make me homesick for places I´ve never been before How´d you do that? How´s tomorrow so far?
Meeting your family was a trip Seeing what you got from them For better or worse A blessing and a curse You don´t need to love them but you do You could take off a year or two Well, I´ll be here when you get back
When you told me ´bout your new man it wasn´t news ´Cause you´ve got all these mannerisms that you never do Like rolling your eyes and laughing real dry Like you were trying him on for size And even if it doesn´t fit, you´ll wear it ´Cause if it´s what you want, you´re gonna get it
I´ve heard this anecdote at least a dozen times Yeah, I know every word and inflection as if it were mine I like watching you win over a new crowd You can make ´em go wild, you can leave ´em spellbound But you will never be Famous to me You will never be
Famous to me
I should know my neighbor´s names I should not stay up so late Modigliani melancholy got me long in the face But I feel better when you call Just to tell me how you are How´d you do that? How´s tomorrow so far?
You make me homesick for places I´ve never been before How´d you do that? How´s tomorrow so far?