"Letter Home" as written by and Wendy Waldman....
Blue skies of April,
An 18 hour drive,
Atlanta at 3 a.m. I'm in New York City tonight.
My home, my heart, and my best friend.
Life has been pretty good,
Oh who am I kidding it's been grand.
Chorus:
And I'm thinking about this and that,
I'm thinking about the way it should be,
I've been thinking about the weight of the world,
And I've been thinking about the way it goes.

Dog days of summer,
Further on down the road.
All the kids just keep on dancin',
Long after the show.
My road, my heart, and my best friends
Life has been pretty strange,
All the freaks getting toasted on the range.
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Heading into the harvest,
Working on a bridge.
One more trip to the left coast,
Wondering where it is.
My home, my heart, and my best friend.
I hever knew that it could be this way,
Ah, what the hell did I know anyway.
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