I will smile when I think of you I'll dream where you dream You know I live in the same city you live in Given all that you've been through and all that you've seen When times are lean and you mean to make a living Songs are widowed when they've lost the ones they're for Questions hang around like dogs Lives are riddled with these small and petty gods That worry us to crowd around the door And you will rise with the morning and shake off the teeth Squeeze the rind, spit the pith, and drink the day in Weighing all that it costs you to maintain belief in the face of the grief that finds its way in Songs are widowed when they've lost the ones they're for Questions hang around like dogs Lives are riddled with these small and petty gods That worry us to crowd around the door And I will smile when I think of you And I will smile when I think of you And I will smile when I think of you