When I'm home

When I'm home I know
Its too late for me
To stay awake

Then I know theres
So much to make
That its so hard too take

Then I see you
In a photograph
And I know its gonna

Be so hard to last..alone

I know one and one is two
But then it makes me so unsure
As I knock your door

If we gotta stay this way
Tell me should we be far away...
We love our ways

Then I hear you
On the telephone
And I know I'm
Such a long long way from home

When I'm home.

You tell me that you're doing fine
And everything's left far behind
And then you give me reasons why
You're never ever coming back

Theres so much from where we came
If only there was some more time
But nothing lasts only the past
Only memories remain

Then I see you on the television
Hanging out with some other guys

When I'm home I know
Its too late for me
To stay awake

Then I know theres
So much to make
That its so hard too take

Now I hear you on the radio..