I might cry tonight
lean on your shoulder
and inbetween
Come Home
But I know that if you
would be forced
to decide
I would be gone
on a field under a moon
in a cold dark night
and I would graze mother
to find some way
out
I might cry tonight
lean on your shoulder
and inbetween
Come Home
But I know that if you
would be forced
to decide
I would be gone
on a field under a moon
in a cold dark night
and I would graze mother
to find some way
out