There was a man all alone:
Married a wife:
She had to go:
The children cried,
"Mamma come home..
come home...
come home...
come home!"
There was a woman standing in the cold
in the arms of a man who let her go...
Thought they would be forever growing old
but he did not want that toll
though she begged him
though she pleaded with him...
for him to come home....
come home
come home
come home.
There is a father with his children.
He loves them: wanted to be forever with them.
Every man went his way:
forsook him and did his thing;
Every man went his way
Didn't care about that ONE pLAce:
In his arms he wanted them to stay..
If they would just
come home...
come.
Written by Anson Phillip
Music by Eduardo Pratti
