When I Arrive Home

Our rendezvous points have been scarce and sporadic
Because your adventures have been vast
And the sound of your laughter has been sorely missed
But the presence of you won't fade fast

Cause I still set a place for you at the table
And mother still asks how you are
I promise to write you when I arrive home
On 3rd avenue

I still go about my day putting pennies in wells
Wishing for something to do
But I've had adventures, though not on the same scale
But this scale is enough for me

That stream in the gutter's a bubbling creek
The mound in the backyard's mountain peak
I promise to write you when I arrive home
On 3rd avenue

I've had the most amazing adventures
Full of retail jobs and family indentures
And I wouldn't trade my life for the world
And I'll never forget the love of you, girl

I wouldn't be half the person I am
If you didn't find me and take my hand
Cause even in Eden Adam prayed for a friend
This chapter may be over, but this story won't end
So in attempts to make us both feel less alone
I promise to write you when I arrive home

I promise to write you when I arrive home
On 3rd avenue