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Prodigal Son

 

Prodigal Son

(album: Twisted Tenderness - 1999)


You may be a star in your own mind
But you're greatly deluded in my mine
I heard reports that you drink
And you take drugs most of the time
And that your life is in danger
And that you were involved in a crime

Is it over?
Is it over?
Will you come home now?
Is it over?
Is it over?
Don't you let me down

You're the architect of your own excess
Join the queue at the start of the line
In a wilderness with an empty sky
The clouds are gone and the dessert is dry

The prodigal son is returning
He shouldn't be walking the streets
They tell me that children are starving
He's got everything that he needs

Is it over?
Is it over?
Will you come home now?
Is it over?
Is it over?
Is it over now?

Won't you come home now?
Won't you come home now?
Won't you come home now?
Won't you come, won't you come home?
Won't you come home now?
Won't you come home now?
Won't you come home now?
Won't you come, won't you come home?

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