There's a line on her jeans that a ball-point made   From a careless mistake that she can't wash away   And there's a heart on her sleeve from a spill of red wine   There's a piece of green in the blue of her eyes   She named it after me      There's a stray dog she feeds that she found in the street   And he loves her to hold him, but he won't let her keep him   And he claws at the door to be let out at night      And she makes do without him   And she worries about him   She named him after me      So if you ever decide that you have to escape   And travel the world and you can't find a place   Well, you could wind up believing   That paradise is nothing more than a feeling   That goes on in your mind      So if ever find out what that is   There's something you could do   'Cause if I ever hold that golden dream again   I want to tell you I'm gonna name it after you