I was only ten years old Like the back of my hand, knew the roads I swerved my bike and lost control Over the handles in the air A lady who came walking by found me lying there And the nurse at the hospital said "Little boy, don't be scared Now your father is waiting in the next room Little boy, don't be sad Now your mom's on her way, you'll be out of here soon" We drove so slowly through these streets In the suburbs of our dreams At night my father closed his eyes He saw the new car in the drive My mother standing in the doorway Friday night, a smile on her face And the voice I can hear in my head "Little boy, don't be scared Now you know we'll be sleeping in the next room Little boy, don't be sad Now tomorrow is as it is coming 'round soon" We only need a little space Just somewhere we could call our place My mother standing in the doorway Friday night, a smile on her face These things always start so small With no applause and no drum roll And I came running up the hallway See the car turn in the driveway And I'll always be that little boy And I've always been that little boy Yeah, I'll always be that little boy And I'll always be that little boy