Johnny Come Home

Johnny, I'm alone and I'm feeling blue Now you're grazing on pastures new Cut the cord and we let it go A nightingale flying, high and on its own When you coming home? Words came, violently filling up the room Lovers have their own private mood To taste the honey, we must taste blood The poison nectar And if we were on fire Why we grow so tired? Johnny, I'm alone and I'm feeling blue Now you're lazing on pastures new Lost my devil and lost my saint Waiting's like dying If you are alone Darling, come back home