It's Time To Come Home - The Rentals

What a strange day

Put your head out the door way

Into the streets where the kids play

A game you used to know

As the day sets

Into the sky bottled rockets

Mothers are calling

It's time to come home

It's time to come home

Now it's night fall

You've got plans for nothing at all

But who knows who might call

But then where would you go

Go into the night light

Into the dim lights

Look for someone who'll tell you to come on home

It's time to come home

What a strange time

As you flip on your house lights

And you realize there is no one at home