Absence Makes The Heart Bleed Testo

Wave to me when my ship shoves off
Blow me kisses when I sail from the port
Show pictures to all of your friends and co-workers
And pray that I come home unbroken, unhurt
I'll pray that I won't be gone very long
I'll come home with stories, I'll sing you a song
I'm bringing my banjo, but my banjo is cold
It doesn't have lips, it can't kiss my soul
I'll try not to think about missing your tenderness
My brain will not trap me in the red snare of madness
I'd sooner the waves crash over my head
As the symbol of agony drowns me instead
Absence makes the heart bleed suffering and sorrow
The way a bullet makes the heart bleed no more tomorrow
Gotta go where the heart goes, so I won't be gone long
I'll come home with stories, I'll sing you a song