Close to Home

five o'clock
i don't know what to do
it's much to late to call
and it's too soon to go and see you
if i arrived
with a suitcase at your door
would you throw your arms around me
would we make love on the floor?

different lives
we sleep in separate beds
we sleep in different countries
while your voice plays in my head
if i had tried
to be smarter than before
would you tell me that you miss me
would you love me even more?

it feels right
won't you remember me
it's alright
just think of me
and you're always close to home

little lies
and feelings of regret
from wounds that never heal
from memories i'd fled
windy night
and trouble at the door
hiding in the quiet
i remember where you are

it feels right
won't you remember me
it's alright
just think of me
and you're always close to home

it feels right
won't you remember me
it's alright
just think of me
and you're always close to home

think of me...