Love leaves a hole
And every story breaks the mold
A broken toy with rust where the batteries go
A beat-up car stuck in safe mode
And all good feelings have glass ceilings

Where you sleeping?
'Cause part of me is keeping
Hold of memories of you
And which of them are true
Tell me where you sleeping
The memories creeping over me
I've cried enough for two
Just waiting up for you
When you coming home? When you coming home?

I waited long
Curtains part drawn, the lights were off
Why do I put myself through all this stuff?
I thought our love was more than most loves
But our million-to-one got lost

Oh, where you sleeping?
'Cause part of me is keeping
Hold of memories of you
And which of them are true
Come on, where you sleeping?
The memories creeping over me
I cried a river too just waiting up for you
When you coming home? When you coming home?
When you coming home?

So I'll wait and wait
Hoping for the clank and
Squeak from our gates and I'll wait
I'll wait
Clench my fists so I can't feel myself shake
Come home come home
Come home come home
Come home

So where you sleeping?
'Cause part of me is keeping
Hold of memories of you
And which of them are true
Come on, where you sleeping?
The memories creeping over me
I cried a river too just waiting up for you
When you coming home? When you coming home?

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Writer(s): DANIEL MCNAMARA, RICHARD MCNAMARA