You called me.nwhy do you call me?nWhy do I answer,nWhen I know?nnOh I know.nnYou're crying.nWhy are you crying?nAnd how can you say that,nWhen you know?nnOh you know.nnThat you were the sun, giving up behind the golden gatenNow you're the bum begging up and down the lower height.nnOh you know.nnThat you were the band going out to play one more songnNow you're the giant out at second cause you thought he was gone.nnI call her.nWhy do I call her?nAnd why does she answer,nWhen she knows?nnOh she knows.nnI was laughing.nWhy am I laughing?nAnd how can I say that,nWhen I know?nnOh I know.nnI was a fire-escape party over Union SquarenNow I'm a cab driver fucking over every fare.nnOh I know.nnI was a young Dylan tossing out the perfect verse.nNow I'm another damn Yankee, 'can't toss it to first.nnWoo Hoo HoonLord, I can't toss it to first!nWoo Hoo HoonLord I can't toss it to first!nnOh we know.nnWe were the band going out to play one more song.nNow we're the giant out at second 'cause we thought he was gone.