With authentic rain effects!   Turn down the radio, it all sounds like static I'd rather listen to the rhythmic sounds of the traffic And in the quiet of the dimming day You had no answers, no more to say Sometimes good news needs no words Realizing joy out of dreams deferred Watch the sun go down and turn the clouds red Turn around in your mind all the things that were just said Turn off the highway, getting close to home This was the return trip, when you stepped out of Alone Sometimes good news can stand alone Good news brings us home It's not what we say, It's what we've heard Sometimes good news needs no words.    

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Return Trip
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