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