When I'm walking by myself my cell phone goes from my pocket to my hand
I notice there ain't any new texts to me
Nothing clever nothing witty
This couldn't be my dream
Tip my hat to you my dear friend
Something tells me this couldn't be the end
Tip my hat to you my dear friend
Something tells me this couldn't be the end
The end
The end
All alone I sit and wonder what it's like when you're not the first to send
Nothing clever nothing witty
This couldn't be my dream
Tip my hat to you my dear friend
Something tells me this couldn't be the end
Tip my hat to you my dear friend
Something tells me this couldn't be the end
The end
The end
If this is a dream I wish it could be the end
Would have to follow my own path
I'm up and out again
Tip my hat to you my dear friend
Something tells me this couldn't be the end
Tip my hat to you my dear friend
Something tells me this couldn't be the end
The end
The end
End
The end