Artist: Tyler Hilton Album: The Tracks of Tyler Hilton Title: 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