Where are you now?
Please come home
Where are you now?
Please come home
The kitchen is sold
Please come home
The garden is bare
The birds have all flown
I dream of machines
That take you from here
I dream of machines
That take you from here
I dream of the nights
You breathed on my ear
I'll cut off my head
To stop all these tears
The wheat fields are all on fire
And I made them burn
The wheat fields are all on fire
Will I ever learn
Here in my arms
Is where you should be
Here in my arms
Is where you should be
Here in my heart
Is a vacancy
I curse to the wind
That took you from me