Maybe I’m wrong, amputate sympathy
Strength of my tongue, it's taken that liberty,
How do I feel? A glorified refugee,
Nobody ever says goodbye, but I don’t mind
.
Just come home,
Come home
.
Play it by ear, play devil's advocate
Never I fear, pay for it afterwards
How do I feel? A glorified refugee
Nobody ever says goodbye, but I don’t mind
.
Just come home,
Come home
.
Come home, do I want it,
Please come home do I need it,
Please come home do I want it,
Please come home
Come on home, come home
.
Come home
Come home
Come home
.

6 comments:

Dave said...

Lovely baubles.

Gordie said...

http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=AQOujKgN9SY

Rimshot said...

I like the song (never heard it before)... a nice way to start the day... tho' a bit melancholy.

Mel said...

Wow.....talk about different feels to the same song.


And a fine Saturday morning to you, ma'am....

*waving to the good company*

Rimshot said...

http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=fDQnkYwfNfk

Rimshot said...

and a countrified version of same:

http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=5arJ7RzYbec