Lyrics Tyler Hilton

Tyler Hilton

When It Comes

I study up my hollow

Piece of wood to follow

A day that doesn't come

To the lucky

And I realize there's tomorrow

But I would rather wallow

In the rain then moods that seem

So pot-lucky

Well I'm cruising El Paseo

In my off-white coup back '65

Or I'm cruisin down my own street

And my hooptie says to me

You better hang on to your bench seat

I'm gonna take you for a ride

And I'll let you know

When it comes, when it comes

I'll let you know

But don't stay up for me

Don't wait up for me

If I'm not home

So I wait for fate to find me

A ball of string unwind me

Uncomfortable as a centerfold

And I realize your behind me

To help and humankind me

To see my songs can be retold

Well I'll be gone tomorrow

Yes I'm on the road tomorrow

So next time that I see you in school

It won't be for too long

And I'll let you know

When it comes, when it comes

I'll let you know

But don't stay up for me

Don't wait up for me

If I'm not home

And I want a leather jacket

But only if I have the time

Well, I'll comb my hair like Elvis

And grab an old Gretch 59

And you'd hardly recognize me if you

Saw me from behind

And I'll let you know

When it comes, when it comes

I'll let you know

And I'll let you know

When it comes

Just when it comes

I'll let you know

But don't stay up for me

Don't wait up for me

If I'm not home

And I'll let you know

I'll let you know

Well I'll let you know