Now you’re tearful and afraid
sleepless in the bed you made
and you don’t have the strength
to ask for help
Come home my daughter
come home my son
come home my darling young one
I Know your feeling awful bad
losing everything you had
and you cannot see your way
through the clouds
Come home….
You don’t have to carry that weight
on your own
It was meant for two
and I will carry you
Will you stay out in the cold
let your bitterness grow old
or will you let yourself
be loved
Come home….
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