Will shame drive you home? Will fame, make you whole? I don't know. Is there love where you go? Are there ways to come home, If you've been gone too long? I can tell you yes, there are. It's like skipping class for a week, Just come back and you'll see.
And when you come down, Who will be waiting?
I was there where you roamed. It was like a dream, we both shared. But you were gone too long. Is there love where you go? Are there ways to come If you've been gone too long.
And when you come down, Who will be waiting?
Sleeping alone can feel alright, Alright you sleep and then wake up Wake up alone you're still waiting For someone to come home.
And when you come down, Who will be waiting?
Sleeping alone can feel alright, Alright you sleep and then wake up Wake up alone you're still waiting For someone to come home.