Maid

Hello my, my foul weather friend
 These thick sheets of rain
 Seem to have hindered your way, again
 And the winds, I can feel the winds
 They've gotten so strong
 No wonder you're back to our home
 Our home
 My ears, they're always open to your laments
 My will, is always weak for your advances
 But I'll play the maid
 And clean up the mess
 Your face, I look at your face and it's changed since we last spoke
 It's weathered and beautiful
 So weathered and so beautiful
 Oh no, no, no
 Please have a seat
 I was going anywhere
 That can wait 'cause I'd rather have you here while I can
 Then I'll pack it all up and take you with me again
 My ears they're always open to your laments
 My will is always weak for your advances
 I'll play the maid
 And clean up the mess
 I was like anyone else
 So real, so strong, so you said
 It's always welcome back, I'll take your bags
 Things haven't changed much since you left my side
 Though your room's been unoccupied
 Well I have tried to give it up
 So here are my ears again
 And here are my arms
 And here are my hopes again
 Just please
 Keep coming back