Little Boy

I was only ten years old

Like the back of my hand knew the roads

I swerved my bike and lost control

Over the handles in the air

A lady who came walking by found me lying there

And the nurse at the hospital said

"Little boy, don't be scared

Now your father is waiting in the next room

Little boy, don't be sad

Now your mom's on her way, you'll be out of here soon"

We drove so slowly through these streets

In the suburbs of our dreams

At night my father closed his eyes

He saw the new car in the drive

My mother standing in the doorway

Friday night, a smile on her face

And the voice I can hear in my head

"Little boy, don't be scared

Now you know we'll be sleeping in the next room

Little boy, don't be sad

Now tomorrow is as it is coming 'round soon"

We only need a little space

Just somewhere we could call our place

My mother standing in the doorway

Friday night, a smile on her face

These things always start so small

With no applause and no drum roll

And I came running up the hallway

See the car turn in the driveway

And I'll always be that little boy

And I've always been that little boy

Yeah, I'll always be that little boy

And I'll always be that little boy