From the recording Travelling Man
Words and music by Nigel Thomas.
Recorded by Luke Oldfield at Tilehouse Studios.
Mastered by John Davis at Metropolis.
I used to have to find a place to crawl away,
A darkened corner of my soul is where I’d stay.
Happiness, it blew away, on winds of certainty,
That you were still as distant as Los Angeles to me,
I have got it bad...and when you come home, come to me...
The walls around me were impervious to all,
And for the first time in my life I watched them fall,
You’re the first the only one, my Jericho lain bare,
All I am and all I have is you forever,
You have got it bad...and when you come home, come to me...
You can love, you can love me, yes you can.
‘Cos I already love you....’cos I really do love you.
We take our baby steps, together all the way,
And every moment takes us closer to the day,
Waking to your smile, there’s not a single thing I’d need,
Only all the love you give, my heart and mind you’ve freed
We have got it bad...and when you come home, come to me...