She thinks about him constantly Picks up a paper and pen writes him every day And every day puts the letter away
'Cause he'll come home When he's tired of running around He'll come home She can feel it in her bones He'll come home When one too many lovers leaves him all alone He'll come home
She lives her life through a photograph And paints her face to hide the way she feels She keeps the time away 'Cause she's afraid to count the years the he's been gone Gone
But don't feel bad 'cause she'll be all right She sips her wine and gets tipsy in the moonlight The she leaves the door wide open Just one more night
Till he comes home And he's tired of running around He'll come home I can feel it in my bones He'll come home When one too many lovers Leaves him all alone He'll come home He'll come home homeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
