It was breakfast in the morning, coffee at noon It's the way you kept me waiting, waiting on you For the hundredth time on a date night Friday And it's driving me crazy thinking about how It's the little things I'm missing, missing them now But "I'm coming home" seems so far away And I'm wishing I was there singing you to sleep I'd be holding you close, close to me But I'm out here now, out here on the road And I'm wishing you were here in a front row seat Shouting every word back at me But I'm up here, yeah I'm up here all alone Singing a song about home (home) City after city, mile after mile Wonder what you're doing, doing right now But all I've got are postcards and phone calls And I can't wait to make up for lost time I know it's hard but you know I'm trying To get back to you, I've been away too long And I'm wishing I was there singing you to sleep I'd be holding you close, close to me But I'm out here now, out here on the road And I'm wishing you were here in a front row seat Shouting every word back at me But I'm up here, yeah I'm up here all alone Singing a song about home And I'm wishing I was there singing you to sleep I'd be holding you close, close to me But I'm out here now, out here on the road And I'm wishing you were here in a front row seat Shouting every word back at me But I'm up here, yeah I'm up here all alone Singing a song about home