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