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Coming up Close - Matt Nathanson/Sara Watkins/Aimee Mann
Composed by:Aimee Mann
One night in Iowa
You and I in a borrowed car
Went driving in the Summer
Promises in every star
Out in the distance
I could hear some people laughing
I felt my heart beat back
A weekend's worth of sadness
There was a farmhouse
That had long since been deserted
We stopped and carved our hearts
Into the wooden surface
We thought just for an instant
We could see the future
We thought for once we knew
What really was important
Coming up close
Everything sounds like welcome home
Come home and oh by the way
Don't you know that I could make
A dream that's barely half-awake come true
I wanted to say
But anything I could have said
Felt somehow you already knew
We got back in the car
And listened to a Dylan tape
We drove around the fields
Until it started getting late
And I went back to my hotel
Room on the highway
And you just got back in your car and drove away
Coming up close
Everything sounds like welcome home
Come home and oh by the way
Don't you know that I can make
A dream that's barely half-awake come true
I wanted to say
But anything I could have said
I felt somehow you already knew
Coming up close
Everything sounds like welcome home
Come home come on home