Till Tuesday

One night in Iowa, he and I in a borrowed car

went driving in the summer, promises in every star

out in the distance I could hear some people laughing

I felt my heart beat back a weekend's worth of sadness


There was a farmhouse that had long since been deserted
we stopped and carved our hearts into the wooden surface
we thought just for an instant we could see the future
we thought for once we knew what really was important Am

Chorus:

Coming up close

everything sounds like welcome home

Come home and oh, by the way

don't you know that I could make

a dream that's barely half-awake come true

I wanted to say -

but anything I could have said

I felt somehow that you already knew

*** Verse 3:
We got back in the car and listened to a Dylan tape
we drove around the fields until it started getting late
and I went back to my hotel room on the highway
and he just got back in his car and drove away

*** Chorus:
Coming up close
everything sounds like welcome home
Come home and oh, by the way
don't you know that I could make
a dream that's barely half-awake come true
I wanted to say - but anything I could have said
I felt somehow that you already knew

*** Coda
Coming up close
everything sounds like welcome home
Come home

Coming up close
everything sounds like welcome home
Come home Come on home

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