I’m in the kitchen while you smoke outside. You’re careful not to let the smoke inside
I always tell you it’s poison. But I know it helps you take the edge off the day
We get a drink before it’s closing time. The one on high street with the blinking sign
All of these memories feel poignant. I won’t be there to see the snow melt away
Oh, yeah I’ve been gone on business
I’ve gotta make some money, I really feel the distance
* And I quite miss home. And I miss you telling me
To leave my shoes at the door Cos you just swept the floor an the dirt drives u crazy
Yeah I quite miss home. ‘Cos it feels like poetry
When the rain falls down on the window.
While you’re in my arms and we’re watching the TV
Yeah I quite miss home. Yeah I quite miss home
I smell you cooking from the living room. And then I tell you that I love your food
I know it doesn’t come easy. But you know it reminds me where I’m from
Oh, I’m in another city I got nobody with me. And it just hit me
( * , * )
Oh, I quite miss home. Yeah. I quite miss home
