Welcome to the Room…Sara

It’s not home
And it’s not Tara
If fact do I know you
Have I been here before
This is a dream, right
Deja Vu
Did I come here on my own
Oh I see

Welcome to the room…Sara
For Scarlett
Welcome to the choir, sir

Ooh…
Missionary
Well I will be different
When I get back
And you can take all of the credit
You say everything’s fine, baby
But sometimes at night

Where the first cut is the deepest one of all
And the second one
Well, it’s a worthless thing, so
Take it all the way back home
Take it home

Oh, downstairs where the big old house is mine
Oh, upstairs where the stars laugh and shine
Oh, oh well I thought that you were mine
Well I thought that you were mine

Welcome to the room…Sara…Sara (for Scarlett)
Welcome to the choir, sir
Well of course it was a problem (for Scarlett)
Front line baby

Well, you held her prisoner
And after all these years
Well as well as you knew her
In the never forgotten words of another one of your friends
In the never forgotten words of another one of your friends, baby
When you hang up that phone
Well you cease to exist

Welcome to the room…Sara
Welcome…
Welcome to the room…everyone

(Stevie Nicks) © 1987 Welsh Witch Music (BMI) admin. by Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

About the Song

“Welcome to the Room…Sara” is Track 9 on Tango in the Night. The song is inspired by Stevie’s stay at Betty Ford Center in Rancho Mirage, CA, where she was treated for cocaine addiction. “Sara” refers to the pseudonym she used at the center, Sara Anderson.