The dawn is back again
And i'm sitting in the kitchen
Wishing that
You were here with me
The dripping of the faucet
Ehoes in my eyelids
And i can't stop
Wishing you were here
With me
I don't know
Whats left to say
All I know
Is I can't wait
Much longer for you to come back home again
Won't you come back home again
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