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HomeLyricsTranscribed by Scott Tucker 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 (fadeout) Credits
Other opinionsSmiley says of his pre-release copy:sounds amazingly like the stranglers 'always the sun' for the first 30 seconds or so, and then stops...another mid-tempo track with some nice muted trumpet playing throughout. another one to miss if you're unhappy, 'cos it's about a weekend-only relationship. example lyrics: "Caroline whispers, every monday morning I wish that you'd come home" Versions and sources
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