Well someday I'll set out on my own

I'll wean from the bottle and leave all my sorrows at home

And one day, I, well I will be old

I'll look back on these days and be glad for the stories I told

No I won't hold back at all

If you'll be here after the fall

Well all these night get out of control

And nobody's yelling can stop me when I'm on a roll

I won't forget, what you live with you leave

And the company you keep is part of the air that you breathe

No I won't hold back at all

If you'll be here after the fall

Well someday I'll set out on my own

But I'll keep all of you in my heart until I can come home