OK, so here it is.
It all started when you left,
with dizziness and shortness of breath.
Well, yes.
It`s really quite unusual,
I should be so fond of you.
I think I deserve the truth,
don`t you?
So, when are you coming home, dear?
And why are you running away?
I`m drowning in my sorrow,
and waiting for yesterday.
Guess you keep me on my toes,
telling me what I should know.
But our love won`t grow if
you`re not home.
Feeling fevered, burning up.
Thinking that I might of rushed
into love that didn`t mean
that much.
So, when are you coming home, dear?
And why are you running away?
I`m drowning in my sorrow,
and waiting for yesterday.