Barely Out Of Tuesday

I woke up Tuesday morning, staring at the ceiling Hoping for deliverance from the distances in you This room feels like an oven Somewhere south of nowhere and north of nothing And I'm barely out of Tuesday Seen seven hours of Wednesday And I guess I've got regrets Well, 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 over her eyes and looking for me If you see me coming home, turn me away Everybody tries to go back somewhere someday She kept me at a distance And fifty-two weeks later, we're still the same I'm standing in my basement, making my arrangements And waiting for the telephone to ring, to ring, to ring So I left for Minnesota where the weather's getting colder And the people are changing Well, maybe you could leave a light on Leave a light on for me Oh, can you see her waiting there down by the sea? And have arrangements to meet there for a while And baby, if you see me coming home, turn me away Everybody tries to go back somewhere someday And if all this distance ain't gonna bring you to me Then what's the point of all this patience? It's not your nature, you just keep what you need And you got some pictures of me I woke up Wednesday morning, sometime Wednesday evening Hoping for a piece of something easy to believe When you live out on the border of everything and nothing There's nothing but waking and dreaming And I'm barely out of Tuesday No one to receive me and nothing is changing Well, maybe you could leave a light on Leave a light on for me Oh, can you see her waiting there down by the sea? There's a light on, but there's nobody waiting for me And 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