I'm accustomed to a smooth ride 
Or maybe I'm a dog who's lost its bite 
I don't expect to be treated like a fool no more 
I don't expect to sleep through the night 
Some people say a lie's a lie's a lie 
But I say why 
Why deny the obvious child? 
Why deny the obvious child? 

And in remembering a road sign 
I am remembering a girl when I was young 
And we said These songs are true 
These days are ours 
These tears are free 
And hey 
The cross is in the ballpark 
The cross is in the ballpark 

We had a lot of fun 
We had a lot of money 
We had a little son and we thought we'd call him Sonny 
Sonny gets married and moves away 
Sonny has a baby and bills to pay 
Sonny gets sunnier 
Day by day by day by day 

I've been waking up at sunrise 
I've been following the light across my room 
I watch the night receive the room of my day 
Some people say the sky is just the sky 
But I say 
Why deny the obvious child? 
Why deny the obvious child? 

Sonny sits by his window and thinks to himself 
How it's strange that some rooms are like cages 
Sonny's yearbook from high school 
Is down from the shelf 
And he idly thumbs through the pages 
Some have died 
Some have fled from themselves 
Or struggled from here to get there 
Sonny wanders beyond his interior walls 
Runs his hand through his thinning brown hair 

Well, I'm accustomed to a smooth ride 
Or maybe I'm a dog who's lost its bite 
I don't expect to be treated like a fool no more 
I don't expect to sleep through the night 
Some people say a lie's a lie's a lie 
But I say the cross is in the ballpark 
Why deny the obvious child?