Too young too thoughtless I said to myself
with idealistic visions all perched on the shelf
and I'm still hoping, waiting for you to come home
May your snowcapped mountains carry you far
May they stand as protectors wherever you are
May you stay safe and happy all of your days
Oh James
Maybe you're in love or hung up on another
Maybe you found a far prettier lover
Maybe you'll paint her a picture like you did for me
You color your world with that neverland smile
but it goes dark in pieces every once in a while
and on my birthday I told you don't worry, there'll be other days
Oh James
I'll always be happy if you choose to call
or write me a letter saying all that you saw
and how things have changed since our days there on Noxontown pond
No dont be a stranger No don't go too far
and though you love places that have lots of stars
just know in the city you'll always have a place to stay
Oh James
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