I juggle statistics, I streamline logistics
I sharpen my pencils and wait for the master plan
And I take it home, the work is all I see
And I take it home, it sucks the life out of me
You track the metrics, align with objectives
Drag in at 6:30 to stare at an empty screen
Want to take you home, and make you laugh out loud
Want to take you home, and cheer you up somehow
I edit my statement, I swallow my breath mint
I hang by the coffee and wait for another chance
Want to take you home, and hold you up to the light
Want to take you home, and turn some wrong things right
A glance in a meeting, a chance lobby greeting
IM with you all day, brush hands in the hallway
Who knows where it's going, small seeds but it's growing
We both play it cool though, hope our bosses don't know
'Cause the handbook's pretty clear on this...
Still I lose concentration, screw up computations
A smile by the door, inspiration in your new dress
When I take you home, you knock the dust off of me
When I take you home, you spark the stars I see
When I take you home, the ache just runs away
When I take you home, another working day