In the dark, the note was by her bed
Her tears fell as she read, as she tried to clear her head
But her thoughts came back to him, she sank down to her knees
Oh god, how can this be? How could he ever leave?
Maybe this is all a fantasy, maybe I was wrong for thinkin, I
Baby am I wrong for wond'rin why
Cuz now that you're gone I'm so empty inside
Oh, this silence is killin me
Baby come home, cuz I've been missin you
Pick up the phone, we've gotta see this through
My head is a mess, I confess, I don't know what to do
Cuz without you, I've got nothin else to lose
In the dark, on the stage at an empty bar
Strumming the blues on his old guitar
He thought that he had drifted far
But his thoughts came back to her
Oh maybe, I was wrong
No I haven't been right in so long
Singin I need your touch, oh I need your love, oh I need you
Baby come home, cuz I've been missin you
Pick up the phone, we've gotta see this through
My head is a mess, I confess, I don't know what to do
Cuz without you, I've got nothin else to lose
Oh, I need you darling
Baby come home
Baby come home