Honey I've put my memories away,
Left them all outside in the rain,
And now they've all dried out,
To be burned up in the woodpile,
Your sadness gets in our hearts way,
When you try to find the right words to say,
If they don't come out,
Well let our arms do all the talking,
Loneliness is a blank page with only one line written in,
Not to be found too many tales that I've swallowed,
Hundreds of nights in the dark and lonely world,
Has hardened me and tampered with my soul
Has changed the combination and locked me out of my own home,
I like you so much that I love you,
I love you so much that I need you,
I need you so bad that it hurts,
Come home,
Come home,
