Coming Home

You do the dishes, I'll carry the load

To make up lost time

The trash to the brim and I'm scared of it

But you always know just what to say

And I'm sorry if I'm coming home too late

I'm waking up to the gap on my blinds peeking sunlight

I'd do anything just to be with you

To sit and watch you slowly wake

And I'm sorry if I'm coming home too late

A hotel room only means I'll be with you soon

An American state makes me feel so far away

So, I promise this time I won't be late

And a bar on the roof's not a good way to leave you too

And a seat on the plane only shows that we're miles away

So, I promise this time I won't be late

I'll do the dishes, we'll carry the load

Because we have time

I emptied the trash like I said I would

And you'd never guess what I have to say

I'm not sorry 'cause this time I won't be late