Hold down the fort, ‘cause I gotta go
Light on the water will carry me somehow
Don’t say goodbye, forever is not too far
The other side’s just a stone’s throw
from love and you’ve got a great arm
You’ve got a great arm
You held the pen to my chest each hour you were writing
You said, ‘Every good poem is hell and heaven fighting.’
But there’s no gates where I’m going—
I think that’s a good thing
I want nothing kept out
if I’m losing my everything ‘cause
I had it
I had it
I had it all, I had you
Prints on the window
Where you watched me come home
I hear your footsteps on every winter’s first snow
But this too shall future
I’ll circle back honey
When they lay me down,
I’ll hit the ground running
back to you
I had it
I had it
I had it all, I had you