Fugitive - Sam Reynolds

You're sleep-dancing good morning jess

With a sexy hand an old nightgown dress

Why won't you stay one more mile away

From your desk lamps and your dresser drawers

Your dresser drawers

We melt ice cubes with our teeth

On a southbound train i will coax you east

Why won't you give my dear fugitive

I'm not asking you to come home but

Would you please come home

I realize that you and me

Is a worn-out crowd in a dying breed

But don't fault me if i might ask you this

I could need you would you please come home

Why won't you come home

Why won't you give my dear fugitive

I'm not asking you to come home

Why won't you give my dear fugitive

I'm not asking you to come home but

Won't you come back home