I see the pictures on the wall
The time, the place, I don't recall
I can't swear I was there at all
Or if I'm here now
I hear the way you talk to me
It's like you're asking silently
To make it like it used to be
But I just don't know how
'Cause I ain't your boy
No, I ain't your boy
But I sleep in his bed...
And I sleep with his wife...
I know all of his friends...
I inhabit his life...
I watch him on the videos;
The shaggy hair, the funny clothes
The naked lip beneath the nose
A muscle memory
You wonder loudly where he is
And why he never reappears
I try to tell you through the tears
I haven't seen that kid for years
And I ain't your boy
No, I ain't your boy
And you're never gonna get him back...
Nothing's gonna bring him back...
But if you narrow your blue eyes
I could be him, from way back when
And I won't mind
There's no shame if you kiss me
And call me his name
'Cause I ain't your boy
No, I ain't your boy
(I see the pictures on the wall
The time, the place, I don't recall
The shaggy hair, the funny clothes
The naked lip beneath the nose.)
(And you're never gonna get him back...
Nothing's gonna bring him back...
But if you narrow your blue eyes
I could be him, from way back when
And I won't mind
There's no shame if you kiss me
And call me his name.)