Lyrics
I'm, I'm your worst nightmare, I'm in your dreams but you still want me thereAnd you've, you've tried to run away, but memories aren't going anywhereWell, miss don't you cry on account of meFor his rod and his staff they comfort me now that I'm homeAnd he says
Welcome back son, welcome backWelcome back son, glad your home to stay
And I know this is more like a dream, it seems the luxuries of love have been washed cleanAnd the stares from their eyes are like a thousand knives, begging to help as you lean down
Well, miss don't you cry on account of meFor his rod and his staff they comfort me now that I'm homeAnd he says
Welcome back son, welcome backWelcome back son, glad your home to stayWelcome back son, great to see youWe have a lot to catch up on I'd say
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