I've got a few things that I didn't think about
until after you were gone.
Please come home
We said goodbye and now this feeling
that I've never felt
keeps me alone.
This morning I was thinking about our summertime
Ninety-Nine percent of our time.
And I thought we could go and do it again this summer.
Drink in your room, stay up 'till the sunrise.
Oh wait, you didn't call back and I have a feeling
that you never will.
Please come home.
And still, I'll call again and again reminding me
I'm still in love.
Please come home, I miss you so much,