Venus

Jesse, go to sleep

We're still a long way off

I'm just filling Junior up at Texaco

There's a schedule that we've got to keep

And every time we're late, I think

But every time we've made it to the show

So don't you cry

See Aedan, he's alright

He's laughing on the stage

And the people stop and tell me that he's fine

It's one more night at the Hampton Inn

It's breakfast on the house again

Well, it isn't home, but it'll do just fine

Still, it isn't home

We've got planes to catch, bills to pay

We won't make it home today

We've got shows from Boston clear to Venus

But if America is listening, as long as I've got songs to sing

We can always make a home right here between us

Well, your mama's got her eyes on you

And mine are on the road

And Gabe's are staring off at Kansas City

We'd all swear that it's a precious view

That's seen by such a precious few

And it'll change you just as sure as it is pretty

But that ain't a bad thing

CHORUS

Well I've never seen the spirit wind,

but I have seen the tall grass bend

So I'll follow it wherever it may bring us

And as long as I've got songs to sing

I hope somebody's listening

'Cause we can always find a home right here between us

So don't you cry