In the late ’70s I met a lawyer named Sarah Thorne who was clerking for one of my alltime favorite people, Judge Ira Gammerman. I developed a crush on her (unreciprocated) and at the end of her tenure with the judge, as she was about to embark on a trip to Africa, I wrote this song. But whatever I thought I was writing when I wrote it, it clearly is about Rosalind. There is another recording of this tune done by Willow III on the album we recorded, with some wonderful guitar by Elliot.
Lyrics
Sarah
What is it gonna be, Sarah
Why all this mystery, Sarah
I’m waiting patiently
When you coming home to me
I lie in my bed awake, Sarah
Just thinking of our mistake, Sarah
How long is it gonna take
‘til you’re coming home to me
It was a long, long time ago
There was so much that we didn’t know
And when I get confused about who left who
I know I’ll only be clear when I am holding you here
I’m sorry for all the pain, Sarah
I’m loving you all the same, Sarah
And asking you once again
When you coming home to me
You know your heart’s a revolving door
And it ain’t never, ever gonna be sure
And when I hear you say you really wanted to stay
I just don’t understand why you went away
I’m sorry for all the pain, Sarah
I’m loving you all the same, Sarah
And asking you once again
When you coming home to me.