while we re talking on the phone i can smell your sweet cologne i m getting in my car and i m coming home how s it there and how ve you been does our neighbor still play the violin and did your sister find what she was looking for the christ within when i get home i hope i ll find the fire is still on and i ll fall into your arms like a stone into the river and it seems to me as if these stripes i follow on the road were simply put there just to lead me back to you and i m drivin in my car cause dreaming just won t do i know this time around i ll bring something to the table something different than before cause i know i ve grown able to love you more but when i get home i hope i ll find the fire is still on and i ll fall into your arms like a stone into the river1