So I sit on this table for onenAnd pour me a drink that'll lastnI'm not drunk I just miss being youngnAnd I grew old too fastnnMy wife she breaks and she bendsnMy children they don't understandnI came here tonight in search of a friend nBut I'm the invisible mannn'Cause I've swallowed my tongue nAnd I've polished my gunnAnd I've sat on my secrets for yearsnWith my stiff upper lipnMy composure won't slipnAnd I've hidden each silent salty tearnnI sit on this table for onenAnd I have been here beforenIt's a little less than I'd had in mindnBut I wouldn't ask for morennAnd my mother she taught me to writenAnd my father he taught me his tradenAnd I wish that they could both be here tonight nTo see what a mess I've madenn'Cause I've swallowed my tongue nAnd I've polished my gunnAnd I've sat on my secrets for yearsnWith my stiff upper lipnMy composure won't slipnAnd I've hidden each silent salty tearnnMy sons and my daughters don't know me at allnI've dug in trenches and put up wallsnI whisper I love you each night as they sleepnBut no one hears me when I speaknOn this table for onennSo I sit on this table for onenI won't go till they tell me to leavenWhy'd they teach me to follow my dreams nWhen dreams are all they can be?