Bella's Coming Home
Bella's coming home
When she walks through that door just don't ask where she's been.
'Cause we don't need to know
All the strangers she's met, all the things she's seen.
She will be here soon
And she cried down the phone as she told me her plan,
She knows she's been a fool
So we won't make it worse, try to understand ...
She's still just a child
And she feels so alone.
Her temper ran wild
But at least now we know
That Bella's coming home.
Bella's bed is made
And it seems like so many years since we last saw her face.
Bella's mind is made
She took a wrong turn, she took a bad pill
She chose a dark path, she chose a cheap thrill
But Bella's coming home.