It’s Way Past Suppertime

Lyrics

It's way past suppertime Oh, please come home I saw the writing on the wall When I hurry up to nobody at all I found, I found the note you left And it was kind But kindness doesn't quite replace what I found each night Your gentle embrace I guess I'll have to go to bed I'm tired, I don't why I brought you home some flowers But I guess I'll let them die Your sister called today The gardener mowed the lawn and trimmed the trees I love you, I love you, I still love you Please don't stay away We fight but it's still a home The place is empty and cold now No one to hold now Please come home