Hello, my friend.

It's good to see you again.

And though it may be platonic,

I’ll love you till the end.

I may have estranged you,

There’s nothing I can do.

And though I may be ashamed to ask:

Won’t you please let me come back home?

Because I love you.

I never meant to hurt you.

Just let me show you

That I’m ready, ready to come back home.

I like to talk with you

When I feel blue.

Though I may seem unsavory,

We could talk it through.

I may be a stranger to you,

There’s nothing I can do.

And though maybe it's strange to ask:

Won’t you please let me come back home?

Because I love you.

I never meant to hurt you.

Just let me show you,

That I’m ready, ready to come back home.

I see us laughing;

I was worth having.

When I would teach you what I knew,

Nothing was lacking.

I may be a danger to you,

There’s nothing I can do.

And though I maybe afraid to ask:

Won’t you please let me come back home?

Because I love you.

I never meant to hurt you.

Just let me show you.

That I’m ready, ready to come back home.