come on home
when you’re out of words
dark, painful stares
take a look inside
come on home
when it hurts to breathe
and you’re lying bare
bring your heavy thoughts
come on home
when there’s nothing left to say but tears
when there’s nothing left but all those years
when there's nothing left
we're not the same
were both the same
i know, i know
just come on home
when you turn your back
injured memories
nothing feels the same
so come on home
when the struggle fades
and you try your best to make it right
slowly fix the pain
and come on home
when there’s nothing left to say but cries
when there’s nothing left but all those tries
when there’s nothing left
we gave it all, did we try at all?
i know, i know
just come on home
when you walk away this time
please bring back what was mine
when you figure out what’s lost and found
you’ll try to find
when there’s nothing left to sacrifice
when words will never come out right
when there nothing left
we both should fight, lets try not to fight.
i know, i know
when there’s nothing left to say but tears
when there’s nothing left but all these years
when there nothing left
we're not the same
yeah we're both the same
i know, i know, i know
just come on home
© kdb
i wrote this one with mark plati.
another incredible collaborator and friend.
this was all nyc. his studio, lower east side.
a super sad love song about what's left when it's all gone.
mark and i had magic on east 6th street, lower east side. i miss those times and that feeling. EVERYTHING created there really mattered.
pure heartbreak. this song is pure heartbreak.
i. just. feel. this. song. so. much.