Your silly notes Your gypsy clothes are all scattered around in my head It's been so long since I had a home You're the only thing that comes to mind When I think of the place that I need to be when I sleep
You and me You and me You and me gotta love I can't explain but we've aped more then most to get here So I pray that this time we both understand That from Belgrade to Boston we're much better off holding hands
An envelope that you scribbled on And those old grey pajamas that I used to wear Crumbled up on your side of the bed And I can't quite explain what I mean but I'm trying so hard The windows are closed and the air's blowing hot but I'm freezing
Oh Darling come home 'Cause winters alone are like punishments for things That we haven't done wrong And I know Time apart It won't last 'Cause from Belgrade to Boston we're much better off holding hands We're much better off holding hands We're much better off holding hands
Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah
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