Everything But The Girl

Baby come home, I miss the sound of the door

Your step on the stair's not there to wake me no more

And every day's like Christmas Day without you

It's cold and there's nothing to do

And it's mighty quiet here now that you're gone

I've been behaving myself for too long

'Cause I don't like sleeping

Or watching TV on my own

So please come on home

Baby, what's keeping you all this time

You're wasting your days out there in the sunshine

And who can I turn to if you believe still

That England don't love you and she never will

For it's mighty quiet here now that you're gone

And I've been behaving myself for too long

I don't like drinking

or painting the town on my own

So please come on home

Baby come on home Please

For it's mighty quiet here now that you're gone

And I've been behaving myself for too long

'Cause I don't like sleeping

Or watching TV on my own

So please come on home