Down the far end of a long, long day

Dark as dusk and twice as grey

Nothing's new on the front page

I shut and locked the door

Fed a dog end to the city floor

Watched it fade

Turned my collar up

Against the tail wind off a pick up truck

And asked the moon to tag along

Would you Carry Me Home

You could Carry Me Home

If you'd Carry Me Home

I'd carry you too

31'll take you way cross town

Sometimes you figure the long way round

Might catch an eye, might make a sound

Saw your face through an open door

Couldn't pick my nerve up off the floor

So I passed on by

But the big, black dog had laid down

Didn't make a single sound

And I turned my face up toward the sun

And you carried me home ...

Words and Music by

TK Berg  ©  2013