The bark on the tree is still missing where I
Used to park my bike to come to your door
The tree is still worn, but my path is not worn
I'm never here anymore.
I wonder how you're doing.
Do you think of me now
I wonder who's washing
Your dishes now.
Income tax returns, shower installing
How will you do these without me?
The windows I cleaned, which are now closed above me
Are all that I see, and the bark on the tree.
I wonder how you're doing.
I hope not too well, somehow
I wonder who's washing
Your dishes now.
The bark on the tree reminds me of me
We may not grow back again
I may stand out here for the next twenty years
Or I may ride away in the rain.
I wonder how you're doing.
I need your home all around me
I wonder who's washing
Your dishes now