Coming Back

When she asked
If I am comming back
If I could
My bags would be packed

And oh, I remember
The times we had
Those memories
Always make me so glad

When I'm with her
I can't think of anything
But the love of a friend
And I wish I could see her
Beautiful
Once again

When she asked if I am
Coming back
I would if I could
I'd hurry to pack my bags

When she's on the phone
And cries
It keeps me up
A few nights

I wish I could hold her
Another time

When she asked if I
Am comming back
It causes me to say
I wish I had