Come Home (feat. Rhyma) - Sarah Modiba

Darlin', I have to be moved from afar The truth is the only thing worth holding onto anymore (Anymore) Untie me, let me loose from the cord I'm so gone, so far, I deserve more (More, I deserve more) Yeah I'm begging you (I beg) I'm begging you, please, come home (Please) No one even begs anymore (Come home) I'm begging you (I beg) I'm begging you, please, come home (Please) No one even begs anymore (Come home) Who should I rest blame upon When all of the signs are brightly drawn And point back to your open arms? (Point back to your open arms) Back too soon, but I'm here for the last of support No longer bound by a broken heart (Bound by a broken heart) I'm begging you (I beg) I'm begging you, please, come home (Please) No one even begs anymore (Come home) I'm begging you (I beg) I'm begging you, please, come home (Please) No one even begs anymore Somewhere in a plane over water My love, my love Home base, wifey turn it off before I touch down You're all I need, all of me on my knees Normally harmony, bumblebee, hummingbird I'm a nerd, study you What are you, WWF? We fighting, we might need counseling Possibly more so me Sounds to me frowns'll be grounds to leave Hounds'll be looking for you before you drop a tear, apres diem Stop pretending that I ain't him I ain't them, dim sum dumpling I remember when you start dyeing them silver hairs And start hiding from your age I ask. why? How come? Amazing how time can run away from us I'm no nun, you're no priest But I promise, hun, you gon' see A phenomenon, come with me Like it's Ramadan, I don't eat Like it's Comic Con, I'm a freak for you (Yeah!) I'm begging now, pretty please with cherries on top Hairy wet twat Harriet Tub-man, I don't give up And if your gut tells you to strut, then strut Then I'll hail you a car, but what man won't beg? You know I'm nutmeg I will show up on a lil' moped With a lil' puppy, it'll be fluffy You will un-toughen We can discuss it You know I'm suffering I do miss my friend I don't like my fin bent up, Tilikum, well, that's ill-informed Sweet stuff, Willa Wonk', we stuck, Billabong 'Least at minumum we gon' get along Peace and inner calm, geez, it's been a long T-I-M-E, um, please, I'm feeling dumb Please, I'm feeling dumb Please, I'm feeling dumb

Don't fold But I wish you were home Hold on Don't check your phone It's just ticking and ticking time I'm awaiting to hold you next to my side I've been waiting all day and a couple nights I've been waiting but it still ain't right But when you coming back? I can't keep losing track My mind is going mad (Mind is going mad) What's holding you back? (What's holding you back, back, back, back) I ain't got these racks (Ain't got these racks) But it's you and I You and I We gonna go get this bag Don't fold But I wish you were home Hold on Don't check your phone