Family foes and dime store friends Painting the walls like a checkerboard game Pictures of a father dressed up in his uniform Worn out books lining the shelves I can still tell you the stories they tell Dancing to the Beatles on red brick linoleum floor Now it's wild and overgrown And I can't call you on the phone Why'd you have to leave so soon? I miss seeing you sitting in the yellow room I remember politics would get you so upset Your mom would always save me with a: Jack, come to bed Didn't know it them, but you were building a fire in me Head of the table, the heart of the home I guess I look for you in every man I've know Funny all the places that I find you in my memory Now it's wild and overgrown And I can't call you on the phone Why'd you have to leave so soon? I miss you seeing you sitting in the yellow room It's been a while since you've been gone Now the whole damn world has moved on And on this Sunday afternoon I miss seeing you sitting in the yellow room I miss seeing you sitting in the yellow room