A boy licks the pole, on the subway car
His dad grabs his head, and rests it on his lap
Kid keeps on squirming, he wants to get right back
But then falls asleep, in his dads great grasp
I love my dad even though I cant call him back
A man who can't walk, goes to the gym with his dad
Old man lifts him to machines and wipes the sweat off his back
A dad who's lost a boy, is the loneliest guy
A boy who has to hide, becomes great at goodbyes
Dad used to burn boys hands on the stovetop
Now boy cooks warm food for his baby Santiago
Santiago's dad is now sick, boy helps him find good doctors
Dad's going to be okay, they still live with each other
I love my dad even though I can't call him back
Your soul assuaged by mine, fall in my arms tonight
I'm always asking why, my eyes, are so dry
You're my baby boy and I, will teach you how to cry
I'll never reach my climb, but I won't, ever, say goodbye.