You're Coming Home-Esther Phillips

You're Coming Home (Album Version) - Esther Phillips Written by：B. Harris/Creed Taylor Eleven on the round town While my heart is floatin' in the ocean of tears You know from the friend of mine Stop the opinion over day We set on a talk And had a few beer They say very good to your love babe I told them he would stay with her While she will leave I also told them you'll be Home as soon as she get better Ohh yeah sugar I know you will My mind and heart Is blown out with the tag I don't know how much long I can hold it hurt inside I'm talking here with my telephone I know you'll gonna call In three minutes you're coming home Ain't you baby ooh Sitting here by the telephone I know you'll gonna call In three minutes you're coming home yeah The moment that you left me Is gonna be wrong It's thirty six years of gold And what's this But how long you've been waiting Just waiting for a chance To pack up and go There's got to be some mistake Or something I don't understand How could you walk out And just mess up all my plans But I know exact but it's true It wasn't you who needed me It was me who needed you yeah Sitting here by the telephone I know you'll gonna call To see me you're coming home Ain't it baby yeah Sitting here by the telephone I know you'll gonna call And see me you're coming home Sitting here by the telephone I know you'll gonna call And see me you're coming home Ain't you baby I'm gonna sit here Waiting for the phone to ring