Stepping off the ledge She looks at me and says Hey Tommy can I spend the night And wake up in your eyes Of course you can, timidly answered, But beware I can't promise much Not at this time in my life Watching trees change Just like your ways You're in my arms for the last time Pressed together My heart's weathered Now we will sleep for the last time I build you up and break myself down How can I sit there while some clown Namely me Sets you up for a loss First of all I'm insecure And number two I can't be there for you Not at this time in my life How can I hear your call in this windy night