Verse I remember the streets unfolded like a map I was in the oldest part of the city My mother told me stories of when she was a child as we watched clothes dry on a balcony There was a choir singing gospels loud and clear Oh no, I didn’t know how to feel That was the last time I took Holy Communion I had to walk to the alter to see their faces clear When you asked me if I was okay I couldn’t answer (I just shook) Bridge But oh, what would you do? How would you feel if the world paid attention to you? Oh, how they grow up! They were the shoes we wore when our wives fell in love with us Don’t let them call my name to an empty room If you’ll do that for me I’ll do it for you Interlude (palm muted) The only suit I own is black and if it stays right at the back of my wardrobe this year could be a better one Some things must die for some to grow and though I’ll find my own way home I know I’ll never be alone again Bridge But oh, what would you do? How would you feel if the world paid attention to you? Oh, how they grow up! They were the shoes we wore when our wives fell in love with us Don’t let them call my name to an empty room If you’ll do that for me I’ll do it for you (let ring) I’m a number at home, you’re a number abroad I don’t know what to do But I’ll remember your face, any time any place, if it’s the last thing that I’ll ever do If it’s the last thing that I’ll ever do