One night in Iowa
He and I in a borrowed car
Went driving in the summer
Promises in every star
Out in the distance
I could hear some people laughing
I felt my heart beat back
A weekend's worth of sadness
There was a farmhouse
That had long since been deserted
We stopped and carved our hearts
Into the wooden surface
We thought just for an instant
We could see the future
We thought for once we knew
What really was important
Coming up close
Everything sounds like welcome home
Come home, and oh, by the way
Don't you know that I could make
A dream that's barely half-awake come true
I wanted to say
But anything I could have said
I felt somehow that you already knew
We got back in the car
And listened to a Dylan tape
We drove around the fields
Until it started getting late
And I went back to
My hotel room on the highway
And he just got back
In his car and drove away
Coming up close
Everything sounds like welcome home
Come home, and oh, by the way
Don't you know that I could make
A dream that's barely half-awake come true
I wanted to say
But anything I could have said
I felt somehow that you already knew
Coming up close
Everything sounds like welcome home
Come home
Coming up close
Everything sounds like welcome home
Come home, come on home
He and I in a borrowed car
Went driving in the summer
Promises in every star
Out in the distance
I could hear some people laughing
I felt my heart beat back
A weekend's worth of sadness
There was a farmhouse
That had long since been deserted
We stopped and carved our hearts
Into the wooden surface
We thought just for an instant
We could see the future
We thought for once we knew
What really was important
Coming up close
Everything sounds like welcome home
Come home, and oh, by the way
Don't you know that I could make
A dream that's barely half-awake come true
I wanted to say
But anything I could have said
I felt somehow that you already knew
We got back in the car
And listened to a Dylan tape
We drove around the fields
Until it started getting late
And I went back to
My hotel room on the highway
And he just got back
In his car and drove away
Coming up close
Everything sounds like welcome home
Come home, and oh, by the way
Don't you know that I could make
A dream that's barely half-awake come true
I wanted to say
But anything I could have said
I felt somehow that you already knew
Coming up close
Everything sounds like welcome home
Come home
Coming up close
Everything sounds like welcome home
Come home, come on home
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This is a GREAT song and really the one that hooked me on Til Tuesday and Aimee Mann. Folksy, jangling acoustic guitars and that lead bass guitar. Aimee's vocal delivery has never been better - the way she pauses on words or sqeezes words into a phrase. Man, what a song.
Each of these two songs tells a very different story. VC is about a troubled relationship while this one is about a magical night that came and went. I think this one is actually easier to hear as it relates to a pleasant experience.
The three albums recorded by Til Tuesday until the band broke up contain great songs that really didn’t find the larger audience they were deserving of in one sense but perhaps they were always little gems depicting the anguish of rocky relationships along with the fragments of love left behind—surprise gifts of song for the discerning listener.
I just love Mann’s wail “Come on home” followed by the ooh ooh ooh ooh oohs at the end of this song. The beauty of some songs is that a day, a feeling, the joy of new love—can pass but the essence of the associated emotions can be captured to be enjoyed over and over again.
"One night In Iowa, he and I in a borrowed car. Went driving in the summer…
And I went back to my hotel room on the highway. And he just got back in his car and drove away."
The interesting thing is why would they be in a "borrowed car" when he has his own car.
The relationship simply did not work out because of simple class structure: rich girl / poor guy. Any girl that could "make a dream that's barely half-awake come true" is incompatible with a guy that's realistic, can realized that the unstated narrator young girl effervescent idealism will go out the same way the that old farmhouse with neglect:
"There was a farmhouse that had long since been deserted
We stopped and carved our hearts into the wooden surface
We thought just for an instant we could see the future
We thought for once we knew what really was important."
She will move on once the excitement of the "newness" of a thing is gone (she's a hard core rich neophyte, he thought.) My favorite telling lines (and I have already worn out two LPs):
"We got back in the car and listened to a Dylan tape.
We drove around the fields until it started getting late."
(Rhyming "tape" and "late" is brilliant.) Of course, it's dated to the cassette mixed-tape era, but the the artist mention in the line is what's relevant. Mixed-tape era in relation with Bob Dylan is around "Oh, Mercy" Dylan. But I'm thinking; the narrator is listening to the earlier works of Dylan, probably before the "Basement Tapes" in the early 70s. In which case, the tape content probably fall under one of 3 categories: goodbye songs, social commentaries, and others. Here, I think it's all about the goodbye songs. The narrator's memory, shrouded with regret, is obviously trying to reconcile here with youthful insecurities combined with intuiative realization that it was her own personal inability to commit leading to the reason that they did not married and rebuilt the "Old Farm House" into the house that in their old ages can still show that "We stopped and carved our hearts into the wooden surface." was that either he left on his own volition (disillusioned or being a realist) or that she, somehow drove him away.
"We thought just for an instant we could see the future.
We thought for once we knew what really was important…
And I went back to my hotel room on the highway.
And he just got back in his car and drove away."
I love this song it made me nostalgic about the pre-playlist era, whether tape or cds and of the aimless driving of youth; because it's the only option for intimacy. Of course, ultimately it's all about Aimee Mann Incredible Voice and Story Telling. Quite in the vein of James Joyce's "Araby"! Amazing!
I agree they're probably 19-ish. Could be the aftermath of the first year at college, a volunteer or camp experience.
"We should totally meet and I can show you farm life - you could take the bus from the city, and if you're parents are concerned about you sleeping at my house, there's a motel on the highway, where the bus stops."
They listened to Bob Dylan, 'cuz it showed they were 'deep' by not listening to Top 40, or Country/Western.
In the end?
There was an attraction, an interest, dreams of being 'grown-up'.
There wasn't enough beyond a teenage flirtation to become a true relationship.
We stopped and carved our hearts into the wooden surface
We thought just for an instant we could see the future
We thought for once we knew what really was important
And why does everything sound like "Welcome home" and "come home"? I'm inferring that's the way he was making her feel while they were in each other's presence... but I've been wrong before.