You talked to God, you denounced self pride,
you preached about being dignified
You never wrote that book, you never found that cure,
you never marched onto the president's lawn
and the home you dug
the home you dug
I see that it's left you a little smug
and the portrait of you as a young man
is sullied with a sale tag
you lost what made me love you
but you're never gonna lose my love
so come back home
you lost the dream that made you
but you're never gonna lose my love
so come back home
you crawled around on your hands and knees
until you found the underbelly of the sin you eat
and they found the place
where you hid your wish
then they cut the tree down and paid you with a kiss
and the home you left
the home you left
you promised me you would not forget
but the picture of me
that you took with you
was in the tree too
you lost what made me love you
but you're never gonna lose my love
so come back home
you lost the dream that made you
but you're never gonna lose my love
so come back home
How did you get like that?
How did you get like that?
you lost what made me love you
but you're never gonna lose my love
so come back home
you lost the dream that made you
but you're never gonna lose my love
so come back home