ANNE-MARIE: All I have is a picture In my mind how it would be If we were together Let’s pretend that you’re far away Let’s say you write to me And you promise in your letter That you’ll come home Come home to my heart When you come home We’ll never be apart If I keep dreaming of you Start believing it’s true Soon you’ll come home Soon you’ll come home Soon you’ll come home to my heart Soon you’ll come home Home to my heart Soon you’ll come home Home to my heart If I believe