Come back,
Come on, tell me you'll be coming back,
'Cause I know the summer's got us dusty from the road,
But it's high time we sail around, and celebrate the breaking of the clouds,
And it's a fine wine to pass around, even so, it sometimes gets you down.

I search for words to say, to keep your heart from breaking,
But, at the end of the day, I'm on the outside, waiting for you to come around,
For you to come around.

Sweetheart, let's take a drive, and ride beneath the stars,
And drive slow; it's time to leave the past - let it go,
Now it's high time we turn around, for soon the night will fall, and bring us down,
But this sad talk, I won't recall 'cause, underneath this sky, we got it all,
We got it all.

I search for words to say, to keep your heart from breaking,
But, at the end of the day, I'm on the outside, waiting for you to come around.

I search for words to say, to keep your heart from breaking,
But, at the end of the day, I'm on the outside, waiting, (I hope you come around)
There's so much I could say to keep your heart from breaking, (I hope you come around)
But, at the end of the day, I'm on the outside, waiting for you to come around.