
They took the longer road
After class, after dark
One watched the dust
The other looked for stars
Nose up to the sky
Chin leading the night
Almost hit a bike
Pulled back just in time
Just wanted to see some stars
Not here, through the city glare
Then the dark split wide
The whole sky arrived
But I want to go home
And hold Mommy tonight
No stars here
That’s what I believed
Till the whole sky opened
Above that narrow alley
But I want to go home
And hold Mommy tonight
If growing up is leaving
Let me be small tonight
A new room, still unpacked
Wind scraping at the glass
Home was just a freeway bus ride
But they already closed the line
Other beds were neatly made
But no one stayed behind
Suitcases breathing in the corner
I left the light ajar
She flew to New York
I stayed with the wind
Two little almost-twins
Trying different names
Stars outside the window
In the half-empty dark
The alley sky opened
Across my little room
But I want to go home
And hold Mommy tonight
No stars here
That’s what I believed
Till the whole sky opened
Above that narrow alley
But I want to go home
And hold Mommy tonight
If growing up is leaving
Let me be small tonight
Dad had his mirror
I have mine in New York
Two almost-twin stories
Trying not to fall apart
No need to answer
No need to explain
Just look up once
If you hear my name
But I want to go home
And hold Mommy tonight
No stars here
That’s what I believed
Now I see the whole sky
Every time I raise my head
But I want to go home
And hold Mommy tonight
If growing up is leaving
Let me be small tonight
Just wanted to see some stars
Not here, through the city glare
Then the dark split wide
The whole sky arrived
Some songs get older
Some still know your name
Let me be small tonight
Let me be small tonight