"hey last stop, pal"
and he looks at me frozen in my seat and i'm thinking
anything i've ever done in my life...if i'd done it
one minute sooner or one minute later
i might've landed in a whole different place with a whole different view
there'd still be me, but maybe not you
same fingerprints on different doors, a loving father, a casualty of war
hero or zero, phenom or flop
we'll never know 'cause tonight it's
last stop

it doesn't matter how many miles we cover
we're measured by the love that we give to each other