Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Homecoming (Walter's Song), artist - Vienna Teng. Album song Warm Strangers, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 23.02.2004
Record label: Virt
Song language: English
Homecoming (Walter's Song) |
It’s desert ice outside, but this diner has thawed my ears |
Hot coffee in a clean white mug and a smile when the waitress hears |
That I was born in North Carolina |
Not an hour from her home town |
And we used to play the same pizza parlor pinball |
And there’s a glance in time suspended as I wonder how it is |
We’ve been swept up just by circumstance to where the coyote lives |
Where my days are strips of highway |
And she’s wiping tables down |
Holding on and still waiting for that windfall |
But I’ve come home |
Even though I’ve never had so far to go |
I’ve come home |
I pay the check and leave the change from a crumpled ten-dollar bill |
Head across the street where VACANCY is burning in neon still |
Well, the night eats up my body heat |
And there’s no sign of another |
And I find myself slipping down into that black |
But things are good, I’ve got a lot of followers of my faith |
I’ve got a whole congregation living in my head these days |
And I’m preaching from the pulpit |
To cries of, «Amen brother» |
Closing my eyes to feel the warmth come back |
And I’ve come home |
Even though I swear I’ve never been so alone |
I’ve come home |
I just want to be living as I’m dying |
Just like everybody here |
Just want to know my little flicker of time is worthwhile |
And I don’t know where I’m driving to |
But I know I’m getting old |
And there’s a blessing in every moment, every mile |
Thin white terry, bars of soap and a couple little plastic cups |
Old Gideon’s Bible in the nightstand drawer saying, «Go on, open up» |
Well, I’ll kneel down on the carpet here |
Though I never was sure of God |
Think tonight I’ll give him the benefit of the doubt |
I switch off the lights and imagine that waitress outlined in the bed |
Her hair falling all around me |
I smile and shake my head |
Well we all write our own endings |
And we all have our own scars |
But tonight I think I see what it’s all about |
Because I’ve come home |
I’ve come home |