Come Home

Cone home.
Come home to me.

It's lonely out there.
In a world,
in a world,
so crowded,
and so cold,

Come home.
Come home to me.

Come hold me.
Come hold me
close to you.

The love you need
waits silently.

Waits...
Waits...

Come home
to me...



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Eldridge Cummings, Cohen Susan Smith
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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