Come Home

I hung on the line, til I heard that beeping

I stayed on the line, til I knew you were sleeping

Won’t you come home, won’t you come home

There’s no life in this phone, won’t you come home

I stayed on the line, though I should be sleeping

I hung on the line, though I felt like weeping

I want to come home, I want to come home

There’s no life in this phone, I want to come home

Two – Better than one

You and I – under the sun

Won’t you come home, won’t you come home

There’s no life in this phone, won’t you come home

I think I can hear you singing – I feel you are near, though I could be dreaming

I think I can hear you singing – I feel you are near, though I could be dreaming

I hung on the line

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