When I get home, man, we can do it again I hear them calling out to you But it gets easier, not harder, when they do I see it makes you happy, and I hate it to be true But I know that I won't make it anywhere following you Just say you'll be there When I get home, man, we can do it again I see your face in all my dreams But I guess I never understood exactly what it means I wake up feeling sorry, never know what for Moping up the stairs and slowly walking out the door on my own When I get home What if I just do not let you in Because I know that you won't stay When I get home Maybe I'd prefer to be alone I know better than to say we can do it again