Several years have gone by
And the palm trees are hanging their heads
They re still mourning the passing of the good old days
I must have bumbled the rendezvous
cause I don t think that destiny sees me
believe me, I ve been out here way too long
so have a drink on your dear old dad
and some free advice son
things are always worse when they re looking this bad
I said thanks dad, thanks dad
And there was one that got away and the last thing she said was
She won t drink coffee or tea in july
I never quite knew what she meant by
So I put on the color of blood
Left the print of my foot in the ashes
Of the bridge that I burned behind me
After I walked across
And I sit on the doorstep of love
Just to hear you say life isn t easy
Well believe me
As soon as the rain stops I m going to catch the bus
and have a drink on my dear old dad
and some free advice son
things are always worse when they re looking this bad
I said thanks dad, thanks dad
And there was one that got away and the last thing she said was
She won t drink coffee or tea in july
I never quite knew what she meant by
I don't know what to call it but I feel it all around