There's a line on her jeans that a ball-point made

From a careless mistake that she can't wash away 

And there's a heart on her sleeve from a spill of red wine 

There's a piece of green in the blue of her eyes 

She named it after me 



There's a stray dog she feeds that she found in the street

And he loves her to hold him, but he won't let her keep him

And he claws at the door to be let out at night 

And she makes do without him, and she worries about him 

She named him after me 



So if you ever decide that you have to escape 

And travel the world, and you can't find a place 

Well, you could wind up believing 

That paradise is nothing more than a feeling

That goes on in your mind 

So if ever find out what that is 

There's something you could do 



'Cause if I ever hold that golden dream again 

I want to tell you 

I'm gonna name it after you