Ryan Adams - Tomorrow Lyrics
Pulled into the stationAnd they're playing Waylon JenningsWhen you're driving through so late at nightYou'll see the lights are blindingYeah, and I'll be thinking of youHome, my baby's going homeMy baby's going homeTomorrowA million miles of nothingYeah, you're driving all aloneI can smell you on the pillowOf the hotel roomBaby, make it and call me soonHome, my baby's going homeMy baby's going homeTomorrowHome, my baby's going homeMy baby's going homeTomorrow