How Can I Tell Him - Jens Lekman

It’s the morning after

And we’re on a train zigzagging 'cross the countryside

On our way home from a party

That turned insane

He dozes off on my shoulder

Wakes up suddenly, apologizes

Looks the other way

So tell me how

Tell me how I can tell him I love him

So tell me how

The neighbor came a-knocking

Said she’d call the cops

He said, «I'll turn down the stereo»

Pretended to adjust the volume knob

He’s my best friend

And we can talk about anything

As long it’s about nothing

As long as it don’t cut deeper than the skin

Tell me how

Tell me how I can tell him I love him

So tell me how

Tell me how I can tell him I love him, so

Tell me how

I mean I guess he knows

Just like I know when he says something funny and I laugh from my belly

Or when Sandra left him and I held him when he cried

For a moment he left his guard down and so did I

But it’s so deep within me, the way a man should be

Passed on through generations of men before me

A line drawn in the sand to keep us apart

A rusty, old padlock hanging on our hearts

So tell me how

We part ways at the station

He’s got his bike and he rides into the gap

'Tween day and night

Before he’s gone he shouts, «Later, dude»

I think, «Yeah

I love you too»