Lyrics

It's easy to think when you're walking down the street Talkin' to yourself, saying "This is how it goes" Every night when you're lying in your bed You get twisted up in untieable knots You get worried that your baby won't find his way home Well don't let it fool you, when you're wondering where I am I'm in a wine bar in the middle of Madrid Toasting your blue eyes from way across the sea Hoping that you're okay, and that you're missing me I'll be home when them songbirds sing again Well I'll be home when them songbirds sing again The miles I've traveled, rambling all around the world Talking to myself saying, "This is how it goes" Standing beside some bustling boulevard I take a picture of you and hold it to the sky So please keep the light on and open up some wine I got postcards of the places I have seen And rest your weary eyes 'til that dog begins to bark Then roll over and slip in to your jeans I'll be home when them songbirds sing again I'll be home when them songbirds sing again