E7 Amaj7 As I reach for a peach Am6 Slide a line down behind a sofa in Saz Tropez Amaj7 Breaking a stick with a brick on the sand Am6 Riding a wave in the wake of an old sedan A7 Sleeping alone in the drone of the darkness B7 Scratched by the sand that fell from my love D7 Deep in my dreams and I still hear her calling E If youʼre alone, Iʼll come home Amaj7 Backward and homebound, the pigeon, the dove Am6 Gone with the wind and the rain on an airplane Amaj7 Born in a home with no silver spoon Am6 Iʼm drinking champagne like a good tycoon A7 Sooner than wait for a break in the weather B7 Iʼll gather my far flung thoughts together D7 Speeding away on a wind to a new day E If youʼre alone, Iʼll come home Amaj7 And Iʼll pause for a while by a country stile Am6 And listen to the things they say Amaj7 Digging for gold in a hole in my hand Am6 Open the book, take a look at the way things stand A7 And youʼre leading me down to the place by the sea B7 I hear you soft voice calling to me D7 Making a date for later by phone E And if youʼre alone, Iʼll come home Amaj7 Am6
