Well help me Coda you know me so well
I write your name on a page and you tell me that you're doing swell
I called Melissa just the other day
She said "life's a game" and I hope she's taking care of herself okay
I make sure everyone's doing alright
I keep on having these dreams of the skyline
Well help me Coda I think I've run out ink
I think my heart's too weak to carry my aching feet
I know I've called you a thousand times just this week
Maybe a few more would get me to think
I make sure everyone's doing alright
I wonder if I'll ever stop dreaming of the skyline