Worn

Somedays the most that you hoped you do
 Is step in your leather shoes
 And make your way around the block
 Days that tired mother of ours
 And living has made her sad
 How she wishes she could stop the clock
 And so, I'm told, I wear, and I'm worn
 Come clean, come clean, come near, come home
 Come home
 You always come home to those empty rooms
 And wonder what's left to lose
 Folding sheets cause you can never stop
 Days that tired mother of ours
 And living has made her sad
 How she wishes she could stop the clock
 And so, I'm told, I wear, and I'm worn
 Come clean, come clean, come near, come home
 Come home
 And so, I'm told, I wear, and I'm worn
 Come clean, come clean, come near, come home
 Come home