Chamomile

I miss the smell of chamomile tea in the evening

I miss James Taylor and the baseball games we played barefoot in the yard

Bring back my blue teddy bear and chase out all my demons

I remember places where Neverland was never that far

I can read my books, mmm

I can write my songs, mmm

I get that empty look, mmm

But I know, ooh, it won't be long

Ooh, it won't be long till I'm home

Ooh, it won't be long,

Ooh, it won't be long,

I know, ooh, it won't be long

It won't be long

So give me back my girls

With photo strips and movies

Give me back the comfort

To let them see right through me

Give me back my heart

Give me back my soul

Give me back the start again, oh

Back when I was full

I can write my songs, mmm

I can write my songs, mmm

I know it won't be long, mmm

But I know, ooh, it won't be long

Ooh, it won't be long till I'm home

Ooh, it won't be long,

Ooh, it won't be long,

I know, ooh, it won't be long