Beth Written By Peter Criss Stan Penridge and Bob Ezrin
Beth, I hear you calling
But I can't come home right now
Me and the boys are playing
And we just can't find the sound
Just a few more hours
And I'll be right home to you
I think I hear them calling
Oh Beth, what can I do?
Beth, what can I do?
You say you feel so empty
That our house just ain't a home
That I'm always somewhere else
And you're always there alone
Just a few more hours
And I'll be right home to you
I think I hear them calling
Oh Beth, what can I do?
Beth, what can I do?
Beth, I know you're lonely
And I hope you'll be alright
'Cause me and the boys will be playing all night