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 you’re alone, I’ll 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
I’m drinking champagne like a good tycoon
G7
Sooner than wait for a break in the weather
A7
I’ll gather my far flung thoughts together
C7
Speeding away on a wind to a new day
D
If you’re alone, I’ll come home
Gmaj7
And I’ll 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 you’re 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 you’re alone, I’ll come home
Gmaj7 Gm6
