Lyrics:
Maybe the roses bloomed
Maybe the birds sang too
Maybe the neighbors waved
The way they always do
Don't think the sun went down yet
No way to tell right now
Yeah maybe it's Friday night, big plans
But I don't give a damn
Until you come home to me
Baby, can't another blue moon shine
Until your hello to me
Can't a fire ever fly until your "hi"
Then every shade of God's green gets greener
We love the way you make a scene come together
You make the stars come out
You make the sun want down
We're just waiting around
Until you come home to me
So come home to me
Until you come model walking
Down the hallway floor
Like that's what that hallway was for
And your glass of Cab up on the dresser drawer Next to the dress that you laid out before
Mama
Make it soon, mama
Don't be late because we've got things We've got to do
Gotta (...) with the bees and the birds But they can't sing a word