HONEY, COME BACK

Well, honey I’ve said it too many times before.

And I’ve said I’ll never say it again.

I guess I shouldn’t say anything at all.

Since you’re supposed to belong to him now.

But I just can’t let you go, not without telling you how much I really love you.

                                 So that’s why I’m going to say it just one more time.    

 

Honey, come back

I just can’t stand each lonely day’s a little bit longer

Than the last time I held you seems like a hundred years ago

Back to his arms you’ll never know

The joy of having love that we used to taste like

Honey, come back where you belong to only me – only me.

 

Well, honey I guess that´s about all I’ve got to say.

I’m going to pack my bags and I´m going to walk.

I know those bright lights are calling you, big fine cars, fancy talk.

But if you ever want someone to just love you, someday.

You just may, well, just give me a call.

You know where I am, you know what I’ll say.

 

Here´s what I´ll say:

Honey, come back.

I just can’t stand each lonely day’s a little bit longer

Than the last time I held you seems like a hundred years ago.

Back to his arms you’ll never know

The joy of having love that we used to taste like

Honey, come back where you belong to only me.

Honey, come back where you belong to only me.

Only me!