The whole ride home I thought about your lifenHow you were just nineteen when you took a wifenThought of a young man, landing in FrancenBraver then me, the first to show up at the dancenI thought what you told me that night in BerlinnHow you may lose, but there’s no way you’ll winnAbout leaving your country when you were just tennYou came to Wisconsin and they let you innnMy feels like a Pedal SteelnMy knows what is realnnOf all of the books that you told me to readnHere’s my little secret if you’d stay and won’t leavenYou left me your shirts, a belt buckle of pearlnA legacy for me and my girlnnIn this whole crazy life, so big and so smallnThere’s so much to enjoy, but you can’t do it allnSo you start everyday with a choice to decidenYou think of the others who’ve lived and who’ve diednAnd you pray you’ll take as much awaynYou’ll have lived it as well at the end of the daynnOf all of the things I remembernSo many times to be missednIn the end with a wink and a wavenThe old man just blew me a kissnMaybe if he’d had a son, nthings might have been different somehownMaybe I wouldn’t have known you, nand I wouldn’t feel so fucked up nownnMaybe if I do my best, if I do everything I can donI’ll consider my life a success if I’m anything like youn