The sound of your voice

hello, nothing much to say
how's it going out your way
got your note the other day
saying, you might pass this way
I'll be home
by the phone
wondering,
please come home

thinking where you were at nights
amber haze 'neath street lights
foggy vision, cloudy mind
hole in me words can't define
no one home
by the phone
wondering,
you alone?

heard you finally settled down
got both feet back on the ground
was it worth the look around
thanks, I need hearing the sound
of your voice
still your choice
wondering,
blue eyes moist

leaving left a mark on me
but not very plain to see
buried by reality
was hope, even certainty
no one home
by the phone
wondering,
please come home