Thinking on you like it was yesterday
Holding your hand like a boomerang
Falling from the sky outside
Two stars dying down
Thought I heard your voice so soft
But I couldn't make it out

Where do you go, my love
When the shit hits the fan
I wanna know, my dove
Are you still my man
Be my man
Be my man

Driving through the hills at a half past eight
If I close my eyes I can see your face
One wrong turn and I'll be a dead man too
Could it be the summer air
Bringing me home to you

Where do you go, my love
When the shit hits the fan
I wanna know, my dove
Are you still my man
Be my man
Be my man
Rose in my teeth, I dance to memories of you
Is there a chance you're dancing with me, too

Where do you go, my love
When the shit hits the fan
I wanna know, my dove
Are you still my man
Be my man
Be my man