Everyday my papa would work
To try to make ends meet
To see that we would eat
Keep those shoes upon my feet

It still feels like

our first night together

Feels like the first kiss

It's getting better baby

 Hey you,

out there in the cold
Getting lonely, getting old
?Can you feel me

I thought I knew you well
But all this time I could never tell
I let you get away

 I gotta take a little time,

a little time to think things over

I better read between the lines,

in case I need it when I'm older