A dream that's old, a song that's new   Money borrowed, guitar blue   True love tries, but has to fail   When distance, time and space prevail      I can still see the clothes we wore   And the bar next door   And the dirty floor and the day we left home   For a rock and roll tour of America      There was Milo and me it's true   And the songs we knew and a picture of you   And a beat up van with a guitar in my hand   So I could work it through      Lonely American nights   Can make you hungry for the arms of someone new   But put me under the lights   I'd never jeopardize the trust I had with you      And I hope you found yourself another lover   With a heart that's true someone to say to you      Hold tight, shine bright, tonight   I'll be coming right home to you   Day light, stay bright and it's alright   I'll be makin' it home to you      We used to pray for the end of school, for our favorite tune   Up in my bedroom   Where I would wait for you baby in the parking lot   To get you in the afternoon      Do you remember the way we talked   When I dropped you off 'till the sun came up   When I awoke to find you sleeping   At the opposite end of the telephone      But everything has a price ambition   Ordered me to do what I must do   Another love sacrificed   Another offer to the Gods of losing you      And I hope you realize   My heart will always hold a place for you   When I used to say to you      Hold tight, shine bright, tonight   I'll be coming right home to you   Day light, stay bright and it's alright   I'll be makin' it home to you      And where were you baby   When the wheels on my bus broke down   And where was I darlin'   When you needed me to be around      And I suppose I'll never find another lover   With a heart so true someone to say to you      Hold tight   Tonight   Day light   And it's alright      Hold tight, shine bright, tonight   I'll be coming right home to you   Day light, stay bright and it's alright   I'll be makin' it home to you      Hold tight, shine bright, tonight   I'll be coming right home to you   Day light, stay bright and it's alright   I'll be makin' it home to you      I can still see the clothes we wore   And the bar next door   And the dirty floor and the day we left home   For a rock and roll tour of America      There was Milo and me it's true   And the songs we knew and a picture of you   And a beat up van with a guitar in my hand   So I could work it through