Counting Crows Barely Out Of Tuesday
Woke up to this morning staring at the ceiling hoping for deliverance from the distances in you. this room feels like an oven somewhere south of no where north of nothing barely out of Tuesday seen seven hours of Wednesday And I guess got regrets maybe you could leave a light on leave a light on for me can you see her waiting there down by the sea with a hat on, with her eyes in there looking for me. if you see me coming home turn me away everybody tries to go back somewhere someday Wont you give me the distance 52 weeks later, your still the same I'm standing im my basement making my arrangements waiting for the telephone to ring to ring to ring So I left for Minnesota where the weather is getting colder people are changing maybe you could leave a light on leave a light on for me can you see her waiting there down by the sea & how arrangements made there for welcoming me? if you see me coming home turn me away everybody tries to go back somewhere someday And for all this distance aint going to bring you to me what's the point of all this patience its not your nature you just keep what you need and you got some pictures of me woke up Wendsday morning sometime Wednesday evening hoping for a piece of something easy to believe we live out on the border of everything and nothing theres nothing but waking and dreaming barely out of tuesday theres no one to receive me nothing is changing maybe you could leave a light on leave a light on for me can you see her waiting there down by the sea there's a light on but there's no body waiting for me. if you see me coming home turn me away everybody tries to go back somewhere someday everybody tries to go back somewhere someday everybody tries to go back somewhere someday everybody tries to go back somewhere.........