Come home late from work, put on your favorite shirt
Tie your hair back, pick the phone up and call your dad
He retired a year ago, so he laughs at all your jokes
Cut your dadd off, pick the phone up and call your friends
Haven't seen you in a month or two, so we wrote this song for you
Put your head down, put your feet up and we'll sing if for you
"All of your dreams at night they're just waiting for you to come true
Work will be back soon so dream"

Don't be so sure it'll happen again
Think of all the animals that try to pretend
That they're not dying from day one to ten
To be like you my friend and then...
They'd come home late from work, bored to death of doing work
Digging holes in the floor to bury their heads
Dressed in suits and stripes, staying up late not dreaming at night
Wishing they had opposable thumbs and songs and friends
To make their nights filled with love and with lights
To make songs like this one tonight
That make you think of us tonight
Thinking of you tonight