Last night I came home, but you weren't there,
Found all my things, thrown everywhere.
No one to talk to, no one to talk to but the blues
Oh I read your letter, signed, "I love you",
But in your letter, said we were through.
No one to talk to, no one to talk to but the blues
Sometimes, when we quarrel,
The things that are said
Can make, you feel bitter,
When you'd rather feel love instead
Well come on back home, where you belong,
I love you baby, yes, I was wrong.
No one to talk to, no one to talk to but the blues
Well come on back home, where you belong,
I love you baby, Lord, I was wrong.
No one to talk to, no one to talk to but the blues
No one to talk to, no one to talk to but the blues
