Sunday, March 7, 2010

Come home baby

When I don't hear from you it hurts it sores.
When you don't call I cry even more.
Why do you leave knowing you'd hurt me like this?
How could you enjoy your time and not miss me.
The trees shivers as the wind blows.
I think of you shivering as my mind goes cold.
Why do you do this to me saying you care.
This pain inside is so hard to bare.
Come home baby, come home to me.
Take the sorrow away and set me free.

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