When کے بول

"When's he coming home?" Waiting by the door You know you break my heart. It's hard on me, you know "When's he coming home?" Nose pressed 'gainst the glass You tear me up inside. I miss him too, you know It may be natural, but so is suffering He's been gone for such a long long time It takes all that I've got just to hold it in When you meekly murmur his name "When's he coming home?" Arms stretched reaching out I know you're hurt so deep, you're all I've got, you know "When's he coming home?" Stubborn tears of hope It's much too hard to bear. We're all alone, you know It may be clinical thought that you're perfectly sound But you should be able to see he's gone You're listening for a voice which cannot respond When you meekly murmur his name "When's he coming home?" Patience undeterred You need to let him go. It's time to move ahead