Til Tuesday - Coming up close

^GOne night in Iowa, he and I in a borrowed car ^EmWent driving in the summer, promises in every star ^COut in the distance I could hear some people laughing ^AmI felt my heart beat back a weekend's worth of sadness

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

^GComing up ^Cclose ^CEverything sounds like welcome ^Ghome, come ^Chome And oh, by the wa^Gy ^EmDon't you know that I could make ^AmA dream that's barely half-awake come ^Ctrue I wanted to ^Gsay ^EmBut anything I could have said ^AmI felt somehow that you already ^Cknew

^GWe got back in the car and listened to a Dylan tape ^EmWe drove around the fields until it started getting late ^CAnd I went back to my hotel room on the highway ^AmAnd he just got back in his car and drove away

^GComing up ^Cclose ^CEverything sounds like welcome ^Ghome, come ^Chome And oh, by the wa^Gy ^EmDon't you know that I could make ^AmA dream that's barely half-awake come ^Ctrue I wanted to ^Gsay ^EmBut anything I could have said ^AmI felt somehow that you already ^Cknew

^GComing up ^Cclose Everything sounds like welcome ^Ghome, come ^Chome Coming up ^Cclose Everything sounds like welcome ^Ghome, come ^Chome Come on ^Ghome ^C

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