Come On Home (G. Kooymans/B. Hay) 2015 The Hague

The silence deep inside of me, lies waiting for your song
Your voice the sound of nicotine, open blue and lost
In shadow of the cross, in heaven you belong
Will I remember, will I forget

Will I forever feel your love, old friend

I’m givin’ up, it’s runnin’ late, heard enough whisper through the rye
I’m doin’ away with the ghost in a misfit’s eye, I’m drinkin’ luck from an empty bottle
Cravin’ love on a lukewarm night, the memory of your picture black and white

And it’s time to see the sky when it opens up

Come on home, come on home
Come on home, come on home

And silence speaks of blood that creeps, preying on the young
Your voice the sound of nicotine, open blue and lost
The dice, one final toss, in heaven you belong
Will I remember, will I forget
Will I forever feel your love, old friend

I’m givin’ up, it’s runnin’ late, heard enough whisper through the rye
I’m doin’ away with the ghost in a misfit’s eye, drinkin’ luck from an empty bottle
Cravin’ love on a lukewarm night, the memory of your picture black and white
And it’s time to see the sky when it opens up

Come on home, come on home
Come on home, come on home
Come on home, come on home, come on home