Sofar London

My dad has been of working every hour of the night
Just to put the shoes on my feet
How does he get up with a coffee and a smile
Every single day of the week?
Something has changed in the way that he talks
The lines on his face weren’t there before, but we’re growing old
We’re growing older

Put me back on you’re shoulders
And take me somewhere
Put your arms around my ankles
And lift me up in the air
And when life is complicated
It’s so dark out there
Put me back on you’re shoulders
Back, on your shoulders, again

See, I’ve been finding things tough in the last few days
But I guess you’ll never know
Trying to be a man, trying to do the right things
Trying to make it on my own
The streets are pretty big and I still get lost
I wanna see your face when the lights go off, ohh
Far from home

So put me back on you’re shoulders
And take me somewhere
Put you’re arms around my ankles
And lift me up in the air
And when life is complicated
It’s so dark out there
Put me back, on you’re shoulders
Back, on your shoulders again

One day you’ll never know
I have a boy of my own
And I’ll try to make a little time
Take him to a park and watch him growing up
And hold him if he ever cries

Put him back on my shoulders
And take him somewhere
Put my arms around his ankles
And lift him up in the air
And when life is complicated
It’s so dark out there
I’ll put him back, on my shoulders
Back, on my shoulders again
Oooh, oooh, oooh