Jefferson Airplane Comin' Back To Me
(Marty Balin) The summer had inhaled And held its breath too long The winter looked the same As if it never had gone And through an open window Where no curtain hung I saw you, I saw you Comin' back to me One begins to read between The pages of a look The shape of sleepy music And suddenly you're hooked Through the rain upon the trees The kisses on the run I saw you, I saw you Comin' back to me You came to stay and live my way Scatter my love like leaves in the wind You always say you won't go away But I know what it always has been It always has been A transparent dream Beneath an occasional sigh Most of the time I just let it go by Now I wish it hadn't begun I saw you, yes, I saw you Comin' back to me Strolling the hills Overlooking the shore I realize I've been here before The shadow in the mist Could have been anyone I saw you, I saw you Comin' back to me Small things like reasons Are put in a jar Whatever happened to wishes Wished on a star? Was it just something That I made up for fun? I saw you, I saw you Comin' back to me
