well I could ask anyone about you   and they'll tell me all a lie, sweet lie, sweet lie   you could celebrate with all your fine jewelry   no one ever sees the grace, the happiness      and i hope it's not true   'cause i feel so close to you   annalise, asking   when you get home      we were three thousand miles away   above too   fascinating all of them    nothing could get me through to you      god i hope it's not true   'cause i feel so close to you   annalise, asking   when you get home   will you come home with me      and i hope it's not you   'cause i feel so close to you   annalise, asking   when you get home   will you come home with me