Lyrics:

Your silly notes
Your gypsy clothes are all scattered around in my head
It's 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
I can't explain but we've aped more then most to get here
So I pray that this time we both understand
That from Belgrade to Boston we're much better off holding hands

An envelope that you scribbled on
And those old grey pajamas that I used to wear
Crumbled up on your side of the bed
And I can't quite explain what I mean but I'm trying so hard
The windows are closed and the air's blowing hot but I'm 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 won't last
'Cause from Belgrade 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

Oh
Whoa