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











