Lyrics: Alternate Routes (The). Good And Reckless And True. Going Home With You.

You came in time, I came around
He's running late with the fella's down town
You need a reason like a prayer
He's never here, he's never there

I'm going home with you
I'm going home with you

Eleven-thirty everytime
Two buttons loose now you realize
I see the eyes that your momma gave you
I see the mess that your daddy made you

I'm going home with you
I'm going home with you

I see you in your blood-shot dress
I steal you from your love-shot mess
I see you holding on
And all your love is gone

I'm going home with you
I'm going home with you

She's had enough west-19
On hand and foot, and bending knees
These awful bets are broken words
He's out of time and you say to me

I'm going home with you
I'm going home with you

I see you in your blood-shot dress
I steal you from your love-shot mess
I see you holding on
And all your love is gone
I'm going home with you
I'm going home with you

I see you holding on
And all your love is gone
I'm going home with you
I'm going home with you
I'm going home with you

(Thanks to Vicky for these lyrics)