Monkees Good Clean Fun
by Michael Nesmith There's a smile on the wind as it touches my face And starts to erase all the gloom, And the sun, with a kiss, begins to dismiss The memory of my life without you. Well, it seems like yesterday that my path took me away, Although I know it's been at least a year, But now my path heads home and your patient time alone Has brought me even closer to you, dear. And this plane gets closer every minute I look down To a watch that keeps looking back at me, And it says to me, "Be patient, son, you've waited this long," But, how can I be strong? And this plane gets closer every minute I look down To a watch that keeps looking back at me, And it says to me, "Be patient, son, you've waited this long," But, how can I be strong? Well, the plane's finally down and the engines stop their sound, I look in the crowd and there you stand, And the gap that once was time, is forever closed behind, 'Cause, I told you I'd come back and here I am, Yes, I told you I'd come back and here I am, I told you I'd come back and here I am.
