Home - Comet Kid

She’s been faithful, loving always

now telling troubled lies

of how she used to be

inside his eyes

Shiver dreams, and lousy nightmares

she stayed a day, then two

then three and four and five

until she died

Now she’s riding on a storm

And the train will take her home

She’s right where she belongs

holding hands

He’s been lonely

walking carelessly

through the city night

trying to find the light

He stumbles in fright

In the shadows

darkness lurking,

it breathes a word

that change the

colors of his eyes

words he can’t deny

Now he’s riding on a storm

And the train will take him home

He’s right where he belongs

holding hands

I raise my flag

So hold my hand

Take this chance

Just to love me

to love me

to love me

to love me

to love

for one last dance

light me home

light me home and back we go*