A cowboy hat and box of toys
A laugh, a smile, Boys will be boys
Too big for tears, no longer cries
A child grows before you eyes
"I need space"
Thats what you said
The look on your face
And tone I dread.
The words you say
I read right through,
Cause I'm still me
And you're still you
All grown up and moving away
Secretly longing he'd come home to stay
He's got his "type", he knows what to pick
Girls come and go, none seem to stick
"I need space"
Thats what you said
The look on your face
And tone I dread.
The words you say
I read right through,
Cause I'm still me
And you're still you.
Finally found one, got her hooked
Real life actually harder than it looked.
Awkward pauses, much frustration.
Chasms push toward separation.
"I need space"
Thats what you said
The look on your face
And tone I dread.
The words you say
I read right through
Cause I'm still me
And you're still you.
Maybe someday you'll let me in
Till you do, we'll go 'round again
Here, then gone without a trace
Maybe we'll meet in outer space
"I need space"
Thats what you said
The look on your face
And tone I dread
The words you say
I read right through
Cause I'm still me
And you're still you.
