This one was written by Ali, and he called this one When Will You Come Home. I want you to listen to this one because I think you'll like it. It's called When Will You Come Home. I hope we'll all be black, black since you left me Now there is no night, why can't you let the night And there will be no way, until you're back again to stay Everything I see is jumbled, colors cracked and old And all I want to do is seem to crumple, instead of let it go And in the dust I see, you're coming back to me Till then the world is wrong, but until then it's far too loud When will you come home, when will you come home, when will you come home to me When will you come home, when will you come home, when will you come home to me Have you ever heard the wind at night, as it blows across the trees The trees to me are people, the lonely wind is me I droop to and fro, I've got nowhere to go Moving in the air, searching, searching for you everywhere When will you come home, when will you come home, when will you come home to me