When you're not around And the silence stretches down I wish you'd come back to me With the dogs at the door Our good linen on the floor I'm as lonely as I can be And love's but a game Where I dangle from your string Hoping, pleading When you're not around I can't pick up my own frown I wish you'd come back to me And love's but a game Where I dangle from your string Hoping, bleeding When you're not around I can't pick up my own frown I wish you'd come back to me