Jun 22, 2009 22:39
Sunday mornings don't feel the same
Sometimes I feel like I'm going insane without you here
A car pulls in the driveway
Something's gonna happen here today
I fall on my knees
As I watch that American flag blowing
In the breeze
And I tell myself you're gonna come home
Doesn't make it any easier to know
That you might be out there all alone
And all I can pray is that you come home
Baby come home
Black shoes on the pavement
My mind runs through everything I said
But never meant
I would take it all back for just one kiss
Please sir, tell me anything
Anything but this
And I tell myself you're gonna come home
Doesn't make it any easier to know
That you might be out there all alone
And all I can pray is that you come home
Baby come home
He knelt beside me on my knees
Took my hand, said "Ma'am
Would you look up at me please?"
My heart wouldn't beat forever
As I lifted my eyes towards the heavens
When you stepped out of that car
I got on my feet and ran into your arms
You said I told you I was gonna come home
And if it makes it any easier to know
I had your love, I was never alone
So dry your eyes, cos I'm finally home
Baby I'm home