Barely Out of Tuesday Lyrics & Tabs by Counting Crows
Barely Out of Tuesday
guitar chords lyrics
I woke up Tuesday morning staring at the ceiling,
Hoping for deliverance from the distances in you,
And this room feels like an oven,
Somewhere south of nowhere, north of nothing,
Barely out of Tuesday, seen seven hours of Wednesday,
And I guess I got regrets.
Maybe you could leave a light on,
Leave a light on for me,
Oh, can you see her waiting,
There down by the sea with a hat on,
With her eyes in there looking for me.
If you see me coming home turn me away,
Everybody tries to go back somewhere someday,
Won't you give me the distance,
52 weeks later, your still the same,
Everybody tries to go back somewhere someday,
Won't you give me the distance,
52 weeks later, your 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 is getting colder,
And people are changing,
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 how arrangements made there for welcoming me?
If you see me coming home turn me away,
Everybody tries to go back somewhere someday,
And for all this distance,
Ain't going to bring you to me,
And 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.
Woke up Wednesday morning, sometime Wednesday evening,
Hoping for a piece of something easy to believe,
We live out on the border of everything and nothing,
There's nothing but waking and dreaming,
And barely out of Tuesday,
There's 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.
Yeah there's a light on but there's no body waiting for me,
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.
