Text: Eisley. The Valley. Sad.

Hardly waiting till the bed was warm
He closed his eyes and said, "I'm feeling torn"
How could I be so unendingly forced into this course

Sad, I feel sad for you
So sad you'll be left alone and broken
Bleeding from the heart
When he doesn't come home, come home

Softly sighs my Nightingale
Another broken promise
Tips the scale and it goes pale
He sings shifting from side to side
Can't make up his God-given mind, oh
Why don't you just go? She's waiting

Sad, I feel sad for you
So sad you'll be left alone and broken
Bleeding from the heart
When he doesn't come home, come home

Oh honey, I am telling you
You'd better think about it, oh, oh

Sad, I feel sad for you
So sad you'll be left alone and broken
Bleeding from the heart
When he doesn't come

Sad, I feel sad for you
So sad you'll be left alone and broken
Bleeding from the heart
When he doesn't come home