Dreaming of Embarcadero Waiting on a transit train Wondering how heavy This loneliness could weigh The autumn leaves of last year I'd surely spring for a share There was a time in my life When I could be anywhere So, when this blows over When this blows over I'm coming over to see you, my friend Pacific highway You drive slow and learn fast Checking your rear view mirror Is no window to your past I file through the photographs And recall where I've been I close my eyes, will away my sighs Until I hear the waves of Marin When this blows over When this blows over I'm coming over to see you, my friend When this blows over When this blows over I'm coming over to see you again I've been making lists Of the missing and the missed We can summer together If we can winter this When this blows over When this blows over I'm coming over to see you, my friend When this blows over When this blows over I'm coming over to see you again