Lyrics

You were always the best at leaving the rest up to chance
Well tomorrow is a photograph album but tonight is the dance
So leave your light on babe because I’ll be escaping soon
And fall into my arms like a daisy falls into June

Though I know I only call you when I’ve been drinking
I watch you roll away like a wave, trying to save me from sinking
Oh well Brooklyn has eyes and they shine like a light in your room
With the ghost of another lover you left howling at the moon

Hey, she holds me like a lover
Hey, and she steals me when she goes
…and she goes, and she goes

She sings “Hey, Hallelujah”
And in the morning she’ll be weeping
But if truth defines my love, I’m coming home
I’m coming home