Rough day, time to go home
To a place I like to call home
I like to call it home
Nice quiet place in the suburbs
Not much to it, but it works
few chairs, a couch in the living room
enough room for living I must say
the bedroom, the bedroom
Where I like to lay my hat
Where I like to call it a day
Where I like to start my night
I see you, and my heart races, still
I see you at the end of the day like a prize
I see your smile worth a million bucks in my eyes
where we can talk and lose track of time
Where I can come home and make you mine
We talk, we laugh, we fight, make up
We sleep, make love, wake up
To see you when I wake up is a test
I want to pass so I try harder than my best