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I walk home every day from a jobSaying the pay's not so goodTo two rooms, it's not that muchWhere I keep my stuff but I call it homeCaroline whispers every Monday morning..."I wish that he'd come homeI wish that he'd come homeI wish that he'd come homeI wish that he'd come home"Lunch break, Prestwick StreetWhere people meet and life seems so goodThey're alive with their 45'sWhen I dream I'm dreaming of youWatching TV every Friday evening...Just like we were homeJust like we were homeJust like you were homeJust like you were homeI'm alright if you're alright'Cause I'm alright if you're alrightSongtexteCaroline whispers every Monday morning..."I wish that he'd come homeI wish that he'd come homeI wish that he'd come homeI wish that he'd come home" Aus Songtexte Mania