[ Featuring Miles Tobel ]
When I do come home
Will you make crêpes?
Will there be sing-alongs?
And gardening days?
Will we still write my songs together?
I'm not sure
I can alone
Will we still go on hikes
At 6 A.M.?
Our thoughts always align
Will they again?
Will we still share all things?
Because there's no one that
I trust like you
If I was someone else
It might be easy not to care
All of my days just whittling down
Until I'm counting them
On one hand
Will people mix us up?
I never cared
Will you still laugh at me
When I'm not there?
I'm not that funny but
I'm glad you do
And I'll miss
My two best friends
Will we still speak the same?
Still get along?
Will we still bury milk?
Love the same songs?
Will we get Bagel Nosh?
And search for
Classic American tales?
Look at the skies and wonder
If I'll find this somewhere else
It'd be a lie to say I'll
Be alright
If I was someone else
It might be easy not to care
All of my days just whittling down
Until I'm counting them
On one hand
Find out sometime next week
Where I'll go
Will you be there for me
I need to know
'Cause it's been 18 years at home
And I don't know
I can go
