Red Lights

I can almost hear you.
baby where’ve you been?
on my way back home,
i can almost see them.
as red lights by our house
and the bright lights on our porch
just keep in mind.
i’ll drop this anchor,
for 8 months i’ll be here
everyday with you.
pick up conversations,
right where we left off,
just to say to you.
that i’ve found my way back home…