D7 Gmaj7 As I reach for a peach Gm6 Slide a line down behind a sofa in Saz Tropez Gmaj7 Breaking a stick with a brick on the sand Gm6 Riding a wave in the wake of an old sedan G7 Sleeping alone in the drone of the darkness A7 Scratched by the sand that fell from my love C7 Deep in my dreams and I still hear her calling D If youʼre alone, Iʼll come home Gmaj7 Backward and homebound, the pigeon, the dove Gm6 Gone with the wind and the rain on an airplane Gmaj7 Born in a home with no silver spoon Gm6 Iʼm drinking champagne like a good tycoon G7 Sooner than wait for a break in the weather A7 Iʼll gather my far flung thoughts together C7 Speeding away on a wind to a new day D If youʼre alone, Iʼll come home Gmaj7 And Iʼll pause for a while by a country stile Gm6 And listen to the things they say Gmaj7 Digging for gold in a hole in my hand Gm6 Open the book, take a look at the way things stand G7 And youʼre leading me down to the place by the sea A7 I hear you soft voice calling to me C7 Making a date for later by phone D And if youʼre alone, Iʼll come home Gmaj7 Gm6
