Lyrics Home 0207 - Plastic Operator

A lot of fun in my chevrolet
As we drive away
I wake up to the sound of brakes
Then I check the stop and get off the train

Cab's in a traffic jam
I am stuck again
An old couple stares at me
And then they agree
They've mistaken me

Mistaken for someone nice
I wish they were right
How could I give you up
Declare a sudden stop
Cancel common luck

I'm coming home
It's not something you know about
But it is allowed

I don't know when I'll be coming home
'Cause you don't have the time
You don't know where I am coming from
'Cause you don't care

Thinking about what I should have done
Now seems so wrong
Taking off for the second part
It feels to me like a brand new start

Wasted my time when I was away
But as people say
Only fools never change their mind
They sit and wait for better times

I'm coming home
It's not something you know about
But it is allowed

I don't know when I'll be coming home
'Cause you don't have the time
You don't know where I am coming from
'Cause you don't care

You couldn't be home
If you weren't sure
You're wasting your time
You cannot decide