Love leaves a hole

And every story breaks the mould

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?