I wish i could grow on you   Like summer, it changes the colour of your hair   Wish i could look at you,   Into your grounded hopeless eyes and stare      But it gets hard sometimes   To listen to the ones who don't care   Yeah it gets hard sometimes   When you are pretending not to be there      Then i call you and get your machine      Is this a mistake?   Am i losing my life?   It's you i crave   And i will not pass you by      'Cause it gets hard sometimes   To listen to the ones who care too much   And it gets hard sometimes   When you're locked between what you want to do   And what you feel you have to do      Then i call you and get your machine   For the time      You dress on friday   You dress on friday      Yeah this could go either way   This could work out between us or never again   Yeah this could go either way   This could work out between us or      It's time   For   You   To   Take   Me   Home again   So take me home,    Take me home