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