When I get home
When I get home I want you to
Be waiting at the door
When I get home
You’re gonna look at me like
Gonna look at me like you want it
When I get home
When I get home I want you to
Feel like it’s little-known
When I get home
From the war
From the war, through the front door
You’re gonna
Be waiting
For my love
Yeah I’m broken, don’t you doubt it
But you’re gonna look at me like
Gonna look at me like
I’m someone
I’m someone that you need
Special leave
