You teach my kid to play piano at home
I never learned and now you know
Can't explain the way our wires got crossed
I guess I'll chalk it up to one of life's wicked double-crosses
But now that I've got you back in my orbit
I hear it when I get it all wrong
Those Fleetwood Mac and Joni Mitchell records you played
Back when we held on
Now that I've found you again
One of my thirty-nine best friends
I've been an eagle
When do my soaring days come to an end
It's been six years now since your mind fell apart
Well what's left of mine is slowly shattering at the seams
It's a ghost of my past that I know hangs around
Somewhere near the top of my head
And of all of the things that I still don't know
I try to understand what you meant
Now that I've found you again
One of my thirty-nine best friends
I've been an eagle
When do my soaring days come to an end