Come the morning, come the light
All we've lost, through the night
Come the morning, come the light
I'll make it home, home to you
Come the evening, come the dusk
That is when, I think of us
Come the evening, come the dusk
I'll make it home, home to you
And I keep your picture, here in my pocket, and talk to you every night
Whenever I'm lost, scared or confused, I know that we'll be alright
Come the hour, come the man
Still I don't understand
Come the hour, come the man
I'll make it home, home to you
And I keep your picture, here in my pocket, and talk to you every night
Whenever I'm lost, scared or confused, I know that we'll be alright
Come the summer, come the rain
All the things, that can't be named
Come the summer, come the rain
I'll make it home, home to you
I'll make it home, home to you