(Kim Carnes)      She thinks about him constantly   Picks up a paper and pen writes him every day   And every day puts the letter away      'Cause he'll come home   When he's tired of running around   He'll come home    She can feel it in her bones   He'll come home   When one too many lovers leaves him all alone   He'll come home      She lives her life through a photograph   And paints her face to hide the way she feels   She keeps the time away   'Cause she's afraid to count the years the he's been gone   Gone      But don't feel bad 'cause she'll be all right   She sips her wine and gets tipsy in the moonlight   The she leaves the door wide open   Just one more night      Till he comes home   And he's tired of running around   He'll come home    I can feel it in my bones   He'll come home    When one too many lovers   Leaves him all alone    He'll come home   He'll come home home