Come home

When will you be back
to join in my life,
to help me put away
that bloody knife,

when will you be there
to show me the way,
to care and always
know what to say,

when will you hold me
and make things much better,
to make those rainy
days alot less wetter,

when will you be here
to put on the light,
so the strangling hands
vanish into the night.