When Will I Come Home To You
Remember me
A face you used to see
Not the same song that I used to be
I had their words passing through me
But I just can't find the rhymes
I've been every place but right so many times
When will I come home to you
Whenever you want me to
It's a cold and lonely world
When you're not loving me
Your world is my only one
I'm back where I started from
There's no place that I would rather be
Remember me
The girl who thought that she
Could get lost in unreality
I've been around up and down
I've never missed a single rhyme
I've been everything there is but satisfied
When will I come home to you
Whenever you want me to
It's a cold and lonely world
When you're not loving me
Your world is my only one
I'm back where I started from
There's no place that I would rather be
When will I come home to you
Whenever you want me to
It's a cold and lonely world
When you're not loving me
Your world is my only one
I'm back where I started from
There's no place that I would rather be
When will I come home to you
Whenever you want me to
It's a cold and lonely world
When you're not loving me
Your world is my only one
I'm back where I started from
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