Richie Havens
Richie Havens
Richie Havens
Richie Havens
Richie Havens
Richie Havens
Richie Havens
Richie Havens
Richie Havens
Richie Havens
The summer had inhaled and held its breath too long
The winter looked the same as if it never had gone
Through an open window where no curtain hung
I saw you
I saw you
I saw you comin' back to me
One begins to read between the pages of a look
The shape of sleepy music and suddenly you're hooked
Through the rain upon the trees that kisses on the run
I saw you
I saw you
I saw you comin' back to me
If you can stay and live my way
Scatter my love like leaves in the wind
You always say you won't go away
But I know it always has been
Always has been
Small things like reasons are put in a jar
Whatever happened to the wishes, wished on a star?
Was it just something that I made up for fun?
I saw you
I saw you
I saw you comin' back to me
I saw you
I saw you
Comin' back to me
Comin’ Back to Me was written by Marty Balin.