oh you think that you are lonesome you think you re so alone you think that you are lonesome i call you baby but it s just a waste of a dial tone ooh child when you coming ooh child when you coming home why you wanna go lies they line the road out there on your own madeline why you wanna be dreams they die like these rose stuck in the weeds madeline oh you think it s getting harder you think it s so hard you think it s getting harder i ll keep a light burning bright for you honey in the front yard ooh child when you coming ooh child when you coming home why you wanna go lies they line the road out there on your own madeline why you wanna be dreams they die like these roses tuck in the weeds madeline i ll paint the moon for you a thousand colors green and blue all for you why you wanna go lies they line the road out there on your own madeline why you wanna be dreams they die like these rose stuck in the weeds madeline