Your silly notes, your gypsy clothes   are all scattered around in my head   its been so long since i had a home   you're the only thing that comes to mind      When i think of the place   that i need to be when i sleep    you and me, you and me, you and me    gotta love      but i cant explain but we've aped    more then most to get here   so i pray that this time   we both understand that from   Belgrades to Boston      were much better off holding hands      an envelope that u scribbled on   and those old grey pajamas    that i used to wear crumbled up   on your side of the bed      and i cant quite explain what i mean   but im trying so hard   the windows are closed    and the airs blowing hot but im freezing      oh darling come home   cause winters alone are like punishments for things   that we haven't done wrong   and i know, time apart, it wont last    cause from belgrades to Boston      we're much better off holding hands   we're much better off holding hands   we're much better off holding hands   hallelujah   hallelujah   hallelujah   hallelujah