Letra de It's Way Past Suppertime
It's way past suppertime Oh please come home I saw the writing on the wall When I hurried home To nobody at allI found, I found the note you left And it was kind But kindness doesn't quite replace What I found each night In your gentle embraceI guess I'll have to go to bed I'm tired, I don't know why I brought you home some flowers But I guess I'll let them die Your sister called today The gardener mowed the lawn and trimmed the trees I love you, I love you I still love youPlease don't stay away We fight, but it's still home The place is empty and cold now No one to hold now Please come home