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)
Compositor: Ricardo Ochoa (Richard Swift) (ASCAP)Editor: Dance Contest Winner (ASCAP)ECAD verificado obra #2129917 em 15/Mai/2024