There's a line on her jeans that a ball-point made 
From a careless mistake that she can't wash away 
And there's a heart on her sleeve from a spill of red wine 
There's a piece of green in the blue of her eyes 
She named it after me 

There's a stray dog she feeds that she found in the street 
And he loves her to hold him, but he won't let her keep him 
And he claws at the door to be let out at night 
And she makes do without him, and she worries about him 
She named him after me 

So if you ever decide that you have to escape 
And travel the world, and you can't find a place 
Well, you could wind up believing 
That paradise is nothing more than a feeling 
That goes on in your mind 
So if ever find out what that is 
There's something you could do 

'Cause if I ever hold that golden dream again 
I want to tell you 
I'm gonna name it after you