Written by Kevin Bacon       "A tune for a real old friend." KB       Sheridan Square, high as a kite    Beer in a bag, toasting the night    And we dreamed as the Manhattan moon, sunk like a stone    Oh but sooner or later    You're gonna have to stand, and walk back home    Your gonna have to stand, and walk back home       You were good with your hands, good with your heart    Good to your friends, that's a good place to start    You say a man's not a man, if he don't do it alone    Oh but sooner or later    You're gonna have to stand, and walk back home    You're gonna have to stand, and walk back home       Now your fading away, like a freeway mirage    Are you out in the valley, or in your garage?    I know it's hard, every dog loves his bone    Oh but sooner or later    You're gonna have to stand, and walk back home    You're gonna have to stand, and walk back home