Ill wait til the clock strikes a nerve to spend some time with you
I cant stand to depend on the shadow I cast alone when we should
For the sake of making a statement
Lets make our presence known
Lets show them what were made of
We'll show up in our outfits we planned ahead
To meet the qualifications for a special occasion
Today is your day today is our day
Making up for lost time

"Make it a note to take your pills" she said
"I'll leave them on the table in the same brown bottle, you know"
She said "It's good to have you home"
The second that I smelt the scent of my own house I said it

"Send just one postcard home and call as often as you can
to tell us how it goes, let us know"

"Make it a note to make a point" he said
That's good advice, I'll take it.

I guess the most that I can do is make a call and tell you the truth.
And sing the words, in melody and hope that you'll believe me.
Here's another song for you so this one this one makes two.
I still don't know where to begin.
I'll just leave it at this.

I'm sure you always feel my eyes on you.
But I hope that you will never feel unwanted.

Wait for me to move out west.

You've made quite a life for yourself
One better then you've dreamt
But it's weighing down
The sides of your mouth to an appeaing frown
Theres more to it than might sound

Sharpen your overacting skills
To cut through the tension
Mark your words with condfidence
Selective attention

Try and steady yourself
But with one hand down
Losing balance
Take a look at your hometown

Last call everbody step up for another
They're ringing the bell as you yell to the crowd that's behind you
Did she sweep you off your feet
Are you deciding not to leave
Without her
Without her tonight

Break down all the chairs on the tables
And my mind's on you
Give up and get into the van and go away again
Because the things you leave from the last town
Are getting out of hand