I'm coming back

there’s a light in the alley
from the late night restaurant
there’s road off winding
That takes you anywhere you want
there’s an all night diner
where i go sometimes
to watch the cars on the street
through the old crooked blinds

there’s a waitress there who serves me
black tea with a smile
she calls me sweetheart and honey
and lets me stay there awhile
the cooks in the kitchen
put on the country radio
they play lefty and tammy
and the old opry show

when i walk back out
i’m headed for the park
i put my hands in my pockets
and watch the moon in the dark
it’s back to work on monday
but for now i’m free
i let bus pass me by
and walk awhile down the street
the city lights are burning
it’s like an old photograph
yeah i know i never i left here
but i feel like i’m coming back

there’s my old house on harmon
we’d sit out on the roof
listen to the interstate
and wait for the stars to come through
and now the soft church lights
fall down on the scene
i remember when i was younger
how much i use to dream

i turn back down the drag
on that old familiar road
i use to work at this building
and after work we’d all go
to spider house or somewhere
with some music or a book
we all had stories back then
we had our versus and our hooks

when i walk back out
i take the way through the park
i kick the leaves as i’m walking
and watch the moon in the dark
it’s back to work on monday
but for now i’m free
i let the bus pass me by
and walk awhile down the street
the city lights are burning
it’s like an old photograph
yeah i know i never i left here
but i feel like i’m coming back