Come home my darling
come home my sweet
out from the tentacles
of the deep
Come home my darling
come home my sweet
out from the lost woods
alone where you weep
Come home my darling
come home my sweet
off from the streets
where shadows creep
The kettle is boiling
Come home my sweet
A sweater in cream
Come home my sweet
The fire is dying
tonight where will you sleep?
Come home my darling
come home my sweet
your hand on my chest
feel a pained heart bleed
---kash
This piece was hidden somewhere, so just got it out.
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