Lyrics

"Come Around"

Sit down with paper, pen full of ink
Write me a letter, say what you think.
Maybe…I'll come around

Blue bonnet daydreams, sad cowboy blues
Mid-morning coffee as I read the news.
Maybe…you'll come around.

Maybe I'll see you some time real soon
Why don't you wake me by late afternoon
Maybe…I'll come around

It feels like Sunday the windows are clean
The pigeons are looking especially mean
Maybe…you'll come around.