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