Won't Be Coming Home (Live) - Robert Cray/The Robert Cray Band
As her car pulls out the driveway
And she don't wave goodbye
Her last words echo in my mind
Listen honey I gotta get away
I'm standing here watching her tail lights
As if they're some kind of sign
Fading into a memory
I just got tired of trying
So long I hate to see you go
But I save my tears for later on down the road
How come I keep I holding on
Knowing that you won't be coming home
No
You won't be coming home
Two days later I get a letter
A picture of a room in some hotel
Sitting framed up on the table
It's a picture that I I know so well
You've painted yourself in to a corner
Now you're trying to paint something new
And your lipstick on the letter
Is a goodbye kiss from you
Hey baby
So long you know I hate to see you go
But I save my tears for later on down the road
How come I keep I holding on
Knowing that you won't be coming home no
I still set the table
Still set it for you and me
It's become a habit
My own personal make believe
So long I hate to see you go
But I save my tears for later on down the road
How come I keep I holding on
Knowing that you won't be coming home
So long I hate to see you go
I don't save my tears for later on down the road
How come I keep I holding on
Knowing that you won't be coming home no
Knowing that you won't be coming home no
