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Lyrics:
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
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
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
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
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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