Home Lyrics by Saint Etienne

Transcribed by scott tucker

I walk home everyday from my jobs
And the pays not so good
To two rooms, its not that much, where I keep my stuff
But I call it home
Caroline whispers every monday morning....

I wish that hed come home
I wish that hed come home
I wish that hed come home
I wish that hed come home

Lunch break, prescott street, where the people meet
And life seems so good
Theyre like the 45s
When I dream Im 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

Im alright if youre alright
Im alright if youre alright

Caroline whispers every monday morning
Looking out her window
At the snow shapes falling

I wish that hed come home
I wish that hed come home
I wish that hed come home
I wish that hed come home
(fadeout)