Baby come home, I miss the sound of the door Your step on the stair's not there to wake me no more And every day's like Christmas Day without you
Oh loverboy To you I belong But maybe one day you'll wake and you'll find me gone But loverboy If you call me home I'll come driving I'll come
A summer evening; I walk past the window, Baby's crying; Someone's cooking dinner; There's laughter on the TV Someone's learning the violin. How
Love, love is strange Many people take it for a game Once you've had it you're in an awful fix 'Cause after you've had it you never wanna quit A