I'm howling at the moon,
hoping that you'll come back home to me,
back home to me soon.
You left me, promising you'll be back
and I know you will,
but now that you left,
my world has come to a stand still.
Everything we shared, still hangs on our wall,
but since you left, the house feels shaky,
everything is about to fall.

I'll stand here, ready,
for the day you come back to me,
and when you do I'll finally have my feet planted,
nice
and steady.

So come back my dear,
back to me and in my arms,
come back to whisper words of love and comfort back into my ear.

But until then, here I'll be,
just me and the dog,
howling at the moon.