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