Home (Armchair Mix)

I walk home everyday from my jobs
 And the pay's not so good
 To two rooms, it's not that much,
 Where I keep my stuff
 But I call it home
 Caroline whispers every
 Monday morning
 I wish that he'd come home
 I wish that he'd come home
 I wish that he'd come home
 I wish that he'd come home
 Lunch break, Prescott Street,
 Where the people meet
 And life seems so good
 They're like the 45's
 When I dream I'm dreaming of you
 Watching tv every Friday evening
 Just like you were home
 Just like you were home
 Just like you were home
 Just like you were home
 I'm alright if you're alright I'm alright if you're alright
 Caroline whispers every Monday morning
 Looking out her window At the snow shapes falling
 I wish that he'd come home
 I wish that he'd come home
 I wish that he'd come home
 I wish that he'd come home