Not a Moment Too Soon - I Count the Days

I count the days 'till you come home
One of these days it won't be long
I count the days 'till you come back
And we are made whole once again
Monday, Tuesday go by slowly
Wednesday, Thursday, I turn giddy
I count the days 'till you come home at long last
We'll have such a blast

I'm on my way to LAX
I am the carpool lane express
I'm on my way to pick you up
And bring you back where you belong
Now you're home and we're all cheerful,
Gosh you've grown, we stare and marvel
You tell your stories and we're so thrilled
And we wish time could stand still

You sleep all day and smoke all night
The house reeks of your pot
You drink my booze like it's going out of style
My bar's a vacant lot
You drive my car but never fill it up with gas
You wear those ear buds, we yell, we yell
But you can't hear us

I count the days 'till you go home
One of these days it won't be long
I count the days 'till you go back
And all is quiet here once again
Monday, Tuesday go by slowly
Wednesday, Thursday I turn giddy
I count the days 'till you go home at long last
We'll have such a blast

I take you back to LAX
I am the carpool lane express
I take you back to put you
On a plane to somewhere else
It's been lovely having you home
But now we're just a place where you're from
I take you back where you belong
To the life that is now your own

TSA Pre and then you're gone
Now I feel all alone
I miss your antics you're so fun
To hang out with at home
You can drink my wine, I don't care
It's there for all of us
Home for Thanksgiving, I hope, my dear
And maybe Christmas?

I count the days 'till you come home
One of these days it won't be long
I count the days 'till you come back
And we are made whole once again
Monday, Tuesday go by slowly
Wednesday, Thursday, I turn giddy
I count the days 'till you come home at long last
We'll have such a blast

Written by:
Pierre Englebert

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