Looking Back, I Should Have Been Home More

Remember when you loved me, babe?
Well, Christ was king that day
Some broken hearted drummers played guitars in his parade
And I would write you letters
Then I would seal them with a kiss

Hold on, don’t you cry
Maybe i’ll be home tonight
I love you
But honey, now i’ve got to be gone

Remember when you met me, babe?
Remember way back when
I rested there with gentle words left hanging from my pen
Still I would write you letters
But then I’d seal them with a fist

Hold on, don’t you cry
Maybe i’ll be home tonight
I love you
But honey, now i’ve got to be gone

Home, home, home…

Hold on, don’t you cry
Maybe i’ll be home tonight
I love you
But honey, now i’ve got to be gone

Remeber when you loved me, babe?
(repeated till end)