Из альбома: The Gold Collection
(Joseph B. Jefferson and Charles B Simmons)
By the open fireplace in my favourite dungarees,
Played a few bars of a melody and it sounded sweet to me.
Thought i get up and take a look around but my feet got in my way,
Stumbled to the floor, she was right at the door, i could even see her face.
But how could it be (how could it be)
She ran away from me.
My best friends gone and i'm so all alone.
I kind-a miss you, brandy, i'm so all alone,
When are you coming back home?
I really miss you, brandy, missing you ev'ry day,
Are you coming home to stay?
Sitting on a lonely beach building houses out of sand,
Like a little child with a fantasy, just a fraction of a man.
I was in love when they put her down on my doorstep in the rain,
I could feel the love coming into my heart through my window pane.
But how could i know (how could i know)
That she would up and go
My best friends gone and i'm so all alone. (alone)
I really miss you, brandy, i'm so all alone,
When are you coming back home?
I really miss you, brandy, missing you ev'ry day,
Are you coming home to stay?
I kind-a miss you, brandy when are you coming back home?
I'm so all alone.
Said i really miss you, brandy, missing you ev'ry day,
Are you coming home to stay?