Adrianne

Adrianne

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Regrets

Written By: Adrianne Mittelstaedt

Regrets

It’s 2 o’clock in the morning,
and she can’t get back to sleep.
She’s been waiting up for hours,
thinking of the things she couldn’t keep.

She stares at the photos,
of her grown up baby girl,
and she wonders if it’s cold out
in her part of the world.

She thinks it might be years now,
since she’s seen her daughter’s face.
The night she left her crying,
saying her sin was a disgrace.

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And she can’t remember when,
she let the silence seep on in.
But if she had one night
To make it all alright she’d say:
Come back home
Come back home
Come back home to me
And I swear, I’ll let it be.

He pulled up in the driveway,
of the house he used to know.
He thought of the memories,
falling down just like the snow.

He could see her from the window,
putting the kids to bed,
he remembered the night she told him,
they found his brother dead.

He couldn’t see past his anger,
and she never really knew his mind,
So he took to the bottle,
and left her and the boys behind.

Chorus:

And he can’t remember when,
He let the silence seep on in.
But if he had one night
To make it all alright he’d say:
Come back home
Come back home
Come back home to me
And I swear, I’ll let it be.

She was working in the backyard
when she got the fateful call.
They said some soldiers had gone missing
With no trace of them at all.

They told her to be strong now,
and to act a soldier’s wife,
“This war has more meaning,
than just one person’s life.”

She threw the phone against the wall
and screamed until she cried.
She thought of their broken marriage,
And how hard he had tried

Chorus:

And she can’t remember when,
she let the silence seep on in.
But if she had one night
To make it all alright she’d say:
Come back home
Come back home
Come back home to me
And I swear, I’ll let it be.

She laid up in the nursing home,
her health was fading fast,
she hadn’t gained her strength back,
since the day her husband passed.

She held a letter he had written,
some 50 years ago.
He told her how much he loved her,
and how their lives would go.

And as her children gathered round her,
to say their last goodbyes,
they heard her whisper softly,
with a distant look in her eyes:

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And I can’t remember when,
we let the silence seep on in.
But now we have one night,
to make it all alright and I say:
I’m coming home
I’m coming home
I’m coming home to you
And I swear, I still love you.