"My father told me always be strong son,
Don’t you ever cry.
You find the pretty girls and then you love them,
Then you say goodbye.
I never dreamed that you would leave me,
But now you’re gone (gone, gone).
I never dreamed that I would miss you.
Woman won’t you come back home,
I never dreamed that you could hurt me,
And leave me blue.
I’ve had a thousand maybe more women,
But never one like you.
I never dreamed that I could feel so empty
But now I’m down, down, down
I never dreamed that I would beg you,
Woman I need you now (I need you now)
It seems to me that I took your love for granted,
Feels to me that this time I was wrong (so wrong).
Oh lord, now I feel so lonely, yeah
Woman, won’t you come back home.
I Tried to do what my father taught me,
But I think he knew.
Someday that I would find one woman like you.
I never dreamed that it could feel so good, Lord.
That two could be one.
I never knew about sweet love lord,
Woman won’t you come back home (back home)..."
Black Label Society
Hoy no tengo ganas ni mucho que decir.
Lo dejaré para mañana.
Ha sido un día agotador...
Pero bonito a fin de cuentas.