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She said, "Love, I feel so anxious"
Just donate your patience to me
What's with the rush? Aren't I enough?
I feel so hollow, you left me no words to swallow
Just waiting to cave in
So when you coming home?
My love, my love
When you coming home?
When you coming home for good?
Or should I get used to this rotting wood?
Turning blue from the dew
That came when the seasons changed
And I can't explain, but I'm getting used to
I'm getting used to this rain
Hm, so when you coming home?
My love, my love
When you coming home?
When you coming home?
My love, my love
When you coming home?
When you coming home?
(Soon, soon)
(Soon, soon)
(Soon, soon)
(Soon, soon)
(Soon, soon)
(Soon, soon)