5 AM, out the door, 8 hours, maybe more staring me downHittin' work, hauling dirt, man this ***'s just been wearing me outOff at 2, nothing to do, cause that girl she don't get off till 5I'm sitting at this bottle waiting, it's on when she pulls in to driveWhen she comes home at night, we'll take that clock off the wallWe'll dry all them curtains, let our clothes just lay where they fallWe'll turn down the lights, let our hands be our eyesWe'll be just her and I, and we'll take our time when she comes home at nightIt's been a while, overdue, getting her long thoughts been driving me wildKilling time, her and I getting back to loving like it's going out of styleI'm sitting at this bottle waiting, it's on when she pulls in to driveWhen she comes home at night, we'll take that clock off the wallWe'll dry all them curtains, let our clothes just lay where they fallWe'll turn down the lights, let our hands be our eyesWe'll be just her and I, and we'll take our time when she comes home at nightWhen she comes home at night, we'll take that clock off the wallWe'll dry all them curtains, let our clothes just lay where they fallWe'll turn down the lights, let our hands be our eyesWe'll be just her and I, and we'll take our time when she comes home at nightWe'll be just her and I, and we'll take our time when she comes home at nightWhen she comes home at nightThank you.