He wants to talk about the day,Because it's on his 
mind, but it's more about me.
About what I want to create.
Making sure that I'm OK.
He wants to talk about the day.
He's got to work on meaning what he says,
Because I'm finding that it boils down to
convenience, assumptions, and 'why not''s.
And I don't know exactly what this could leave,
But I know that it won't lead back to me.
It says it's going home,
Oh yes, it's says it's going home.
It says it's going home,
If so, I'll never be alone.
And if it goes, and there's something there
to make all this irrelevant, then I won't care.
They want to talk about the day.
They acknowledge the importance will always remain.
Isn't concern too hard to fake?
It makes me think, then switch back to the view that I 
take.
They want to talk about the day.
They want to put back everything in it's place.
Let's have a contest to see who runs away,
They want to talk about the day.
And I don't know exactly what to propose,
But I know that it won't lead back to me.
It says it's going home,
Oh yes, it's says it's going home.
It says it's going home,
If so, I'll never be alone.
And if it goes, and there's something there
to make all this irrelevant, then I won't care.
And after this request,
I'm getting tired, but it's for the best.
It's for the best, but I'm not sure
That I need the best anymore.