I was heading for the bus And another one night stand He came up all starry-eyed With my picture in his hand He said, "Mister I know by heart Every song you do When I grow up I want to sing And be just like you" Then he asked me how I wrote those songs Where do the words come from I fumbled for an answer But I could not think of one Then I shook his hand as the driver said "Load up it's time to leave" And then on the bus I scribbled down These thoughts that came to me I'm just a bottle that pours the wine A fragile vessel for melody and rhyme Put me on a pedestal I'll fall and shatter every time 'Cause I'm just the bottle that pours the wine Tonight we play another show Down in San Anton For all the folks that come to hear I'll sing a brand new song It'll tell you where I'm comin' from More than anything And I'm gonna give it all I've got When I stand up there and sing