My name is called: Wait, one more play Your dinner is cold, she would say Can I go? The green awaits And I won't forget to smile outside golden gates But I'll leave a letter on a train No date, no name For a stranger to turn and read And for a moment, I'll be free We'll walk for miles and candles will flame And I'll write more letters, no date, no name Can I go? The green awaits I won't forget to smile outside golden gates And I'll leave a letter on a train No date, no name For a stranger to turn and read And for a moment, I'll be free Why him? Too young, too soon I don't wanna be the adult in the room Can he go? The green awaits I'm sure he smiled outside golden gates