Lyrics

Well it's good to be home
How, my darling, you've grown
Circumstances and chances unfold
Time flies, and these years have flown

Heaven help us he's home
God forbid that you phone
Circumstances and chances have changed
Since you left us alone

But the irony is the agony
That you feel when you're running away
Leave the chair at the table
Be here if you're able
I can't wait 'til you leave

Sister I'll be the one
To own the things that I've done
Made mistakes, at least someone's trying
A wandering prodigal son

Brother don't be naive
I find it hard to believe
Selfish asinine behavior
Tangled web that you weave

But the irony is the agony
That you feel when you're running away
Leave the chair at the table
Be here if you're able
I can't wait 'til you leave

Hear me out
Just stop it
Can I say that
Please just stop
These things you
need to hear
Here we go again
Let me talk
Just drop it
Leaving was
was all your fault
Better than
I'm
staying here

Well it was good to be home
Can't believe you came home
How, my darling, you've grown
God forbid that he phone
Circumstances and chances unfold
Time flies, and it's time to go

But the irony is the agony
That you feel when you're running away
Leave the chair at the table
Be here if you're able
I can't wait 'til you leave
I can't wait 'til you...