p.2. Until You Come Back To Me
Living for you, my dear, is like living in a world of constant fear
Hear my plea I've got to make you see that our love is dying
Although your phone you ig-nore, somehow I must ex-plain
I'll have to rap on your door, tap on your window pane
I'm gonna camp on your steps un-til I get through to you, change your view
'Til you come back to me, that's what I'm gonna do
'Til you come back to me, that's what I'm gonna do
'Til you come back to me, that's what I'm gonna do