Written by Kevin Bacon

"A tune for a real old friend." KB

Sheridan Square, high as a kite

Beer in a bag, toasting the night

And we dreamed as the Manhattan moon, sunk like a stone

Oh but sooner or later

You're gonna have to stand, and walk back home

Your gonna have to stand, and walk back home

You were good with your hands, good with your heart

Good to your friends, that's a good place to start

You say a man's not a man, if he don't do it alone

Oh but sooner or later

You're gonna have to stand, and walk back home

You're gonna have to stand, and walk back home

Now your fading away, like a freeway mirage

Are you out in the valley, or in your garage?

I know it's hard, every dog loves his bone

Oh but sooner or later

You're gonna have to stand, and walk back home

You're gonna have to stand, and walk back home