When This Blows Over
Dreaming of Embarcadero
waiting on a transit train
Wondering how heavy
this loneliness could weigh
The autumn leaves of last year
I'd surely spring for a share
There was a time in my life
when I could be anywhere
So, when this blows over
when this blows over
I'm coming over to see you again
Pacific highway
you drive slow and learn fast
checking your rear view mirror
is no window to your past
File through the photographs
recall where I've been
close my eyes, will away my sighs,
until I hear the waves of Marin
So, when this blows over
when this blows over
I'm coming over to see you again
I've been making lists
of the missing and the missed
We can summer together
if we can winter this
When this blows over
When this blows over
I'm coming over to see you, my friend
Writer/s: John Calvin Abney
