I'm at Home Tonight

Sitting here in my dressing gown
In my socks by the brass saran
Where the fire flickers flames
Outside I can hear the rain
Glass of wine by the reading lamp
Signing letters and licking stamps
I'm at home on a quiet night
One more letter left to write

Only a mirror to talk to
Only a letter to write
Home of the brave and the lonely
Home for a one way goodnight

Nibbling on a mature cheese
Cracker crumbs fall around me
The fire sparks unexpected flames
Voices walk in the constant rain
In the bookcase I find a book
Never read, must have overlooked
I'm at home on a secret night
By the fire of the flickering light

Only a mirror to talk to
Only a letter to write
Home of the brave and the lonely
Home for a one way goodnight

Time to sleep when another yawn
Looks out to sea afloat and gone
As I stretch I can feel my chin
Expanding faces as I turn in
Pulling the pillow under my head
I turn the light off beside my bed
I'm at home on a lazy night
Not a dog for me in sight

Only a mirror to talk to
Only a letter to write
Home of the brave and the lonely
Home for a one way goodnight
Only a mirror to talk to
Only a letter to write
Home of the brave and the lonely
Home for a one way goodnight
Home for a one way goodnight