C’mon Billy – come to me.
You know I’m waiting – I’ll love you endlessly.
C’mon Billy. You’re the only one.
Don’t you think it’s time you met your only son?
I remember lover’s play – the corn was gold
and we lay in it for days.
I remember the things you said.
My little Billy, come to your lover’s bed.
‘Come home’, is my plea.
Your home is here with me.
Come home to your son.
Tomorrow might never come.
C’mon Billy – you look good to me.
How many nights with your child inside of…
don’t forget me – I had your son.
The damn thing went crazy, but I swear you’re the only one.
Come along Billy, come to me.