5am, out the door, 8 hours, maybe more staring me down Hating work, hauling dirt, man this shit's just been wearing me out Harvard II, nothing to do, cause that girl she don't get off till 5 But I'll have a bottle of weight, and this on when she pulls in to drive When she comes home tonight, we'll take that clock off the wall Draw them curtains, let our clothes just lay where they fall We'll turn down the lights, and let our hands be our eyes Be just her and I, we'll take our time, she comes home tonight Been a while, overdue, getting her alone, thoughts been driving me wild Killing time, to her and I, getting back to loving like it's going out of style I'm staring at this bottle of weight, and this on when she pulls in to drive When she comes home tonight, we'll take that clock off the wall Draw them curtains, let our clothes just lay where they fall We'll turn down the lights, and let our hands be our eyes Be just her and I, we'll take our time, she comes home tonight Guitar solo When she comes home tonight, we'll take that clock off the wall Draw them curtains, let our clothes just lay where they fall We'll turn down the lights, and let our hands be our eyes Be just her and I, we'll take our time, she comes home tonight Be just her and I, we'll take our time, when she comes home tonight When she comes home tonight