Text: Barry Manilow. Seven More Years.

David I said as I lay on my bed
Another year's gone bye
You're starting your parole in the morning they said
Please tell her I'm alright

Seven more years if only if she can hold on
Seven more years and I'll be home again
Oh David you got to tell her that I miss her
Tell her I'll miss every day till then

But tell her it ain't so bad
And say you're my friend
Say that I'm okay and tell her too wait for me
And I'll be home again
Getting home again, getting home again

David I said as he started to go
Another year's gone by
Won't you write me some time?
I'll miss you, you know, but I'll make out alright

Seven more years if only I can hold on
Seven more years and I'll be home again
Oh David you got to tell her that I miss her
Tell her I'll miss her every day till then

But tell her it ain't so bad
Please tell her my friend
Say that I'm okay and tell her to wait for me
And I'll be home again, getting home again
Getting home again, getting home, getting home again

Seven more years if only I can hold on
Seven more years and I'll be home again
Oh David you got to tell her that I miss her
Tell her that I'll miss her every day till then

I, I only got seven more years
I only got seven more years
I know I got only got seven more lousy years
I only got seven more years
I only got seven more lousy years
I only got seven more years
You know I only got seven more years