| | The Day I Get Home Lyrics Artist(Band):Squeeze
When this young man comes rolling home The lamp posts move and in the road I sing and dance in falling rain It's good to be back home again The roads of air that map the globe Take me away to places new I'm lucky I can get around I'm taking off and touching down When I get home it’s much the same The tax returns return again The news is on it isn't good I see the trees but not the wood The road stretches out as far as I can see And I eat the lines ahead of me It's experience As the days unfold But there's nothing quite like The day I get home When this young man comes rolling home The cheese on toast is in the grill Memories are filed away I come and go, it's fun that way The roads of air that map the globe Go East and West and North and South I like to look and see the sights I stay up late and hit the heights When I return things haven't changed Neither have I, I like to think The world's an oyster on a plate I get around and get up late If you find some error in The Day I Get Home Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Review the song The Day I Get Home The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Squeeze" Music | |
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