Written by Kevin Bacon 

 

"A tune for a real old friend." KB 

 

Sheridan Square, high as a kite 

Beer in a bag, toasting the night 

And we dreamed as the Manhattan moon, sunk like a stone 

Oh but sooner or later 

You're gonna have to stand, and walk back home 

Your gonna have to stand, and walk back home 

 

You were good with your hands, good with your heart 

Good to your friends, that's a good place to start 

You say a man's not a man, if he don't do it alone 

Oh but sooner or later 

You're gonna have to stand, and walk back home 

You're gonna have to stand, and walk back home 

 

Now your fading away, like a freeway mirage 

Are you out in the valley, or in your garage? 

I know it's hard, every dog loves his bone  

Oh but sooner or later 

You're gonna have to stand, and walk back home 

You're gonna have to stand, and walk back home