Worn

Somedays the most that you hoped you do

Is step in your leather shoes

And make your way around the block

Days that tired mother of ours

And living has made her sad

How she wishes she could stop the clock

And so, I'm told, I wear, and I'm worn

Come clean, come clean, come near, come home

Come home

You always come home to those empty rooms

And wonder what's left to lose

Folding sheets cause you can never stop

Days that tired mother of ours

And living has made her sad

How she wishes she could stop the clock

And so, I'm told, I wear, and I'm worn

Come clean, come clean, come near, come home

Come home

And so, I'm told, I wear, and I'm worn

Come clean, come clean, come near, come home

Come home