I Walk By Your House

Never thought it could be so hard to grow up and forget you
We were just nineteen and now I’m thirty-two
I struggled with the things that you said to me
And I still wonder if it was true
But I walk by your house
Yes but you’re not home
You call me on the telephone everynight
To tell me you’re still alright
You’re still alright
It doesn’t take time it only takes money
Pull yourself up by your own bootstraps and get ahead
And people will feed you a lot of bullshit
And try to tell you you’re a man
Well I walk right by your house
Yes but you’re not home
You call me on the telephone every night
To tell me you’re still alright
Ooh, you’re still alright