I walk along the empty streets:
got no place to call my own.
Feel the darkness fall around me,
sounding all alone.
Every night I ask the question:
Why does it have to be this way?
Rehearsed the scene a thousand times:
I want to hear you say
Come on home
where the love is waiting!
Come on home;
our love's still strong!
Come on home:
We're standing, waiting
back where you belong.
Sometimes in the dark of night,
I will wonder how you've been;
All the time that's passed us by:
will I see your face again?
We always find the words to hurt:
the words that drove us far apart.
And every time I try to tell you,
I don't know where to start.
(where to start)
Come on home
where the love is waiting!
Come on home;
our love's still strong!
Come on home:
We're standing, waiting
back where you belong.
Come on home!
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