Lyrics: Hayley Reardon/Pau Figueres/Arnau Figueres
Music: Hayley Reardon/Pau Figueres/Arnau Figueres
Julia waits by the light in the hall
Walking me home from a distance
School in the morning, the neighbors asleep
We should keep quiet
But we’ll risk it
I reach the driveway and turn out of view
She sings aloud til I’ve made it back safely
Windows are open, her voice echos through
And those nights seem to follow me lately
'Cause it will be years before I know how bad I need her
I need her
The day will come
It always does
When everything turns to dust
When every illusion of love
Comes up dry
Oh and Julia will be
In her doorway down some street
All of these years in the business
Of walking me home from a distance
Julia calls from the grocery store line
Holding the phone with her shoulder
The babies are there, one in arm one behind
And I hear them grow one minute older
it will be years before they wonder where the time goes
But she and I know
The day will come
It always does
When everything turns to dust
When every illusion of love
Comes up dry
Oh and Julia will be
In her doorway down some street
All of these years in the business
Of walking them home...
Julia will be
In her doorway down some street
All of these years in the business
Of walking me home from a distance