Stepping off the ledge

She looks at me and says

Hey Tommy can I spend the night

And wake up in your eyes



Of course you can, timidly answered,

But beware I can't promise much

Not at this time in my life



Watching trees change

Just like your ways

You're in my arms for the last time

Pressed together

My heart's weathered

Now we will sleep for the last time



I build you up and break myself down

How can I sit there while some clown

Namely me

Sets you up for a loss



First of all I'm insecure

And number two I can't be there for you

Not at this time in my life



How can I hear your call in this windy night